I had a dream once, that I was running through open fields. The sun was setting and the air was sticky and someone was beside me. I’m still unsure of who that was, but just being there, it all felt so peaceful, content, and right. I see glimpses of my dreams, my childhood, and my future in such fleeting moments as I click the shutter. And it’s funny, because as I do so, I get goosebumps and more often than not, I turn to my subject’s momma and smile because in that moment, words fail me. It almost makes me wonder if God is pushing me to connect these dreams of mine, memories of the past, and hopes for the future to the passion that He has given me.
It has been quite awhile since I’ve written, and I’m hoping terribly that I get the chance to change that. So much has happened since my last post (in February) and I’m hoping that I will be able to share a little more of my heart with you… with a little less time between writings. Thanks to all who have hung onto my blog, even as I was struggling to do so myself. I hope you are all having a blessed summer.