Trying to not bring my work home…as much.

 

So in this post I declared my New Years resolutions… or lack thereof. Being at the age of “almost 30″means I know myself pretty well and I just don’t follow through with empty promises of changing myself over the course of a year. I have always believed my life experiences will determine how I evolve and what I do or do not do when it comes to being a different person.

I do however believe in trying to better myself through goals. One of my goals for this year was to spend more time “disconnected”. Because I own two companies (both of which require a lot of online interaction) I am on my phone way too much and I find it hard to detach at times. Last year I decided to take times where I did not look at my emails and phone for an hour at a time during the day. Sometimes I am very good at it, other times, it’s work. But every time I do, I get a peace and a mini recharge.

Wednesday was an example of me trying to disconnect. I told Jonathan that when I got home in the afternoon, I wanted to ride our bikes to the park and read. Just me, him, a blanket, and a few random bugs mulling around.

In two years of having my bike, I had ridden it maybe 8 times.

Shameful. But I have made it a goal to ride more, read more and “disconnect” even more. A scary statement coming from someone who works in Social Media (a job that screams “stay connected”, but I believe it will make me a better person… better at retaining information on social trends, photo trends and perfecting my own craft of photography.

This is me trying.

1. Trying to listen to my husband without looking at my phone… so that I learn more about who he is, who he wants to be, who he wants me to be. Actually “hearing” him.

2. Trying to embrace the silence so I can hear myself. To hear the voice within more clearly so that I may know more about who I am, who I want to be, who I do not want to be.

3. Trying to learn how to lean on others a little more; not try taking on the world alone so much. Sharing my fears, my hopes and my past to connect with others.

4. Trying to let more light than darkness in. It can be so easy to embrace the negativity that surrounds me sometimes… my own judgements, insecurities, my own mistakes; I have to hold onto the positives.

5. Trying not to take EVERYTHING so serious; have fun even if there’s still work to do. To make life easier and less stressful to walk through…for myself and the ones I love.

We had a great time at the park, and although it was brief, it made me want to do it more. I believe I will too, because I don’t feel like I “have” to.

All of these photos were taken with Jonathan’s phone…seriously love that. And I am still loving using the Lo-Fi app (see my post on it HERE).

A year.

A year ago I was lost… But you found me.
A year ago I was tired… But you made me feel awake.
A year ago I didn’t believe in love… But you made me want to.

A year ago…

We met… Again.
We had a moment… Again.
We had a chance… For the first time.

A year ago…
I built a wall… You went around it.
I built a wall again… You knocked it down.
I tried to build it again… You helped me build my faith instead.

A year ago…
I was scared, bitter, hopeless and wandering.

A year later,

I am the happiest I have ever been because you are my husband.
I am who I want to be because you accept me.
I am always where I want to be as long as you are beside me.

A year from now,
I will still be that girl who says “Internet” weird, leaves my purse in the sink, forgets everything, looks at her phone too much.
And you’ll still be the boy I had a moment with… And then had it again and again.

Thank you for the best year of my life.

Love, Kimberly

Girls and sand and wind, oh my

“love builds up the broken wall and straightens the crooked path. love keeps the stars in the firmament and imposes rhythm on the ocean tides each of us is created of it and i suspect each of us was created for it”–Maya Angelou

i.love.the.beach. the sound of the ocean, the sand, the perfect sunlight… i would live there if i could. but I can’t, so I must settle for the next best thing and that’s living 2.5 hrs from the beach. last year I said I would go to the beach more this year… and so I am. trying anyway.a few weeks back I had a weekend where for the first time in months didn’t have a shoot scheduled. I decided going to the beach would be a great idea. Jonathan was touring north, east? somewhere in texas and I thought “what a great weekend for a girls day”.

How many of us always say “when I get time, I’m going to do something fun!” and yet that “time” never comes. We have kids, we have bills, we have jobs…

So.

Ashtin, Zel, Catherine and I all chose that we were going to do a beach shoot…in January…so we did.

I just wanted some time. Time to play, time to take pictures of whatever I wanted…time to hear myself think.

The drive there was a bit stressful but after getting lost a million times (i truly thought zel may give up if we said “make a U-turn” once more. I am glad we hung in there though.

We took photos with the wind, in the cold but it was worth it.

I got to know two lovely ladies more and it truly made me appreciate what a disservice we do to ourselves when we assume we understand who another person is based on some facebook statuses and twitter updates. We have no way of knowing what a person is going through while gazing through a computer screen.

This trip taught me that.

So thank you Zel and Ashtin. For listening to me talk (and gossip a bit), and share my opinion a million times, and share my fears and my mistakes….

And thank you for sharing a piece of you.

What have you been putting off because you don’t have time? I say you should do it now:)

Girls and sand and wind, oh my

“love builds up the broken wall and straightens the crooked path. love keeps the stars in the firmament and imposes rhythm on the ocean tides each of us is created of it and i suspect each of us was created for it”–Maya Angelou

i.love.the.beach. the sound of the ocean, the sand, the perfect sunlight… i would live there if i could. but I can’t, so I must settle for the next best thing and that’s living 2.5 hrs from the beach. last year I said I would go to the beach more this year… and so I am. trying anyway.a few weeks back I had a weekend where for the first time in months didn’t have a shoot scheduled. I decided going to the beach would be a great idea. Jonathan was touring north, east? somewhere in texas and I thought “what a great weekend for a girls day”.

How many of us always say “when I get time, I’m going to do something fun!” and yet that “time” never comes. We have kids, we have bills, we have jobs…

So.

Ashtin, Zel, Catherine and I all chose that we were going to do a beach shoot…in January…so we did.

I just wanted some time. Time to play, time to take pictures of whatever I wanted…time to hear myself think.

The drive there was a bit stressful but after getting lost a million times (i truly thought zel may give up if we said “make a U-turn” once more. I am glad we hung in there though.

We took photos with the wind, in the cold but it was worth it.

I got to know two lovely ladies more and it truly made me appreciate what a disservice we do to ourselves when we assume we understand who another person is based on some facebook statuses and twitter updates. We have no way of knowing what a person is going through while gazing through a computer screen.

This trip taught me that.

So thank you Zel and Ashtin. For listening to me talk (and gossip a bit), and share my opinion a million times, and share my fears and my mistakes….

And thank you for sharing a piece of you.

What have you been putting off because you don’t have time? I say you should do it now:)