This is the tree in front of my house. when we bought our house it was winter, so this gem was a huge surprise about 10 months after we moved in. it’s the last tree to turn on our street (and the last to lose its leaves). this may sound silly, but no matter what kind of head space i’m in, when i drive up our street and see this magenta beauty, i have complete and utter joy for a few moments. this photo doesn’t do it justice, but i wanted to share it with you in hopes that it makes you forget everything else, even for a second.
l day 40 of 90 l
Today i got to listen to several people who have made a living by going after their dreams. it was the kind of day i needed after an extraordinarily disappointing election. i don’t particularly like this photo of myself, but while waiting to meet stedman graham, i heard two different women discuss how “fat” they looked in their photos and it made me cringe. i know i do this regularly. i dislike 9 out of 10 photos taken of me (especially in the past couple of years). the thing is, i bet i look exactly the same in this pic as i do all. day. long. the way i see it, i have 3 options:
1. i can never take photos (this is basically out of the question for me)
2. i can learn to be happy with the reflection i see
3. i can work on loving myself as i am while on the journey to getting where i want to be.