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Oh Winds of Change, Come Knock Down My Door

Its been such a long time since I've written. Maybe its because life it whizzing by, and sitting down to write just seems impossible these days. Or maybe its because I've had a nasty case of writers block, which has only subsided for the occasional article.

Its a strange season of life I'm in. Everything is changing, relationships, homes, careers, interests.... I cant recall one thing that hasn't been touched by the tides of transformation. It isn't the wedding that has caused it all. No, in fact it seems to be more then that. I feel like for once I can look at myself not as a 16 year old girl of yesteryear, but a women moving into her destiny.

Its sad to let that young girl fade away- but she'll never be totally gone. She's the one that got me into Death Metal, and you'll probably see me jammin' to Demon Hunter and the like well into my 80's. She's the one who helped form my passion for art, my interest in photography and my insatiable desire for books. Yet there are something's I'm happy to leave behind with the fading image of my girlhood- insecurities, habits, and uncertainty.

Sigh...its crazy to think that in 4 weeks I'll be Mrs. Holman. Only God knows how long after that I'll be a mother. Its scary. There's still a part of me that wonders "Can I do it?". Can I cook, clean, and keep a home? This lazy, messy, and unmotivated girl? Can this selfish being die to herself daily and serve her husband with joy? I thank God that he's in this or I'd be toast.

Wow. I see so many of my childhood friends still grappling for a future, I only can praise God that he has opened the doors and presented a destiny to me far greater then what I had ever hoped for.

The swirling winds of change feel good. Its refreshing, its new, its exciting. Its quite fitting that this is all happening in the fall. Just in time for the leaves to change

She's a happy lucky girl, and she loves to walk....

Somes photos I got during a photoshoot Mrs Danielle Potter had with my sister, Allie.

Finally....

I got a new camera. A Canon Rebel XT. Its super neato for an amateur (aka me)!

I'm ready for the return of innocence.

Ready...Get Set.

 Its on the tip of my tongue,

The frontal lobe of my brain,

Its on the edge of the cup, a pearl of water ready to be dropped.

Its on the front battle lines,

The first page in a thousand paged book,

Its the last string of the thread, being broken by the weight.

I am ready, let it come.

I am running, let the race begin.

If only that cliff was a little closer.

I'd jump of the edge...

I'd fall into a fresh blanket of snow,

A revelation of things to come.