So, I haven't posted in a while. I guess I just haven't had anything profound or exciting to say. My life is just being lived- no adventurous hiking or spontaneous drives to Las Vegas.
I been fairly content with my plot in life lately. There have been a few days when I pretty sure the world hates my soul, but I've gotten over it. I'm coming to feel more and more comfortable with myself. I am realizing what makes me me. I love looking out windows to see a bright sky, stormy clouds, brilliant rays of sunlight or twinkling flakes of snow. I love having a body that moves according to the emotions and desires of my spirit. I love finally having a girl-friend I am close with-that I can talk to without words. I love laughter, especially when there is no real reason for it. I love my Savior and that even when I am distant from Him, He is never distant from me.
It feels so good to be able to dance again. I got a gym membership and I go in the studio whenever I get the chance. Dance defines a part of me. I don't feel quite complete without it-without music moving my soul.
I applied to my major last week. I still have two steps to finish before I actually get into the program BUT hopefully...I can handle it if I don't get in..I'm pretty nervous.
I forgot I did a photoshoot with one of my friends Saturday. It was really fun but I felt a little silly trying to be cool and model-like





His name is Devin and you can check out the rest of his work on his website www.capturedbydash.com
5 comments:
I'm glad you're back on your dancing feet. I love you.
it is always good to hold onto those things which define us and that we love the most...and keep going back to them. that is why I always go back to dance. it is a part of me, and you.
Uncomfortable being model like? You look like a fish in water. Beautiful as always. I love you inside and out.
Love the yellow dress one!
Hugz~
A.
Not sure how I missed seeing these photos, but I love them. Well, I love any picture of you. But I really like the last photo in the post -- those spectacular eyes. Dad
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