I pulled out one of my lightweight coats from the closet last night, and it still held the smell of fall and the outdoors from the previous season. I suppose that means I should get it dry cleaned, but I can’t bear to part with the smell that reminds me of falling leaves, bonfires, and chilly sunset nights.
I always want to honor God with my talents, but am not always sure how. Last night I got the sweetest email from a potential client telling me that my photography and pricing is a huge blessing. It never crossed my mind that something as simple as being budget friendly and creative could do that. I have a renewed sense of purpose, and it feels really great.
oh gosh! this brings back memories. 4th grade girl...
hold tight to your dreams. hold tight. always
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