Between Photographs

I love photography. I don't have many pictures of when I was a child. The few pictures I have I treasure. At one of my dad's birthday parties my aunt brought me a bag of pictures that had dozens of snapshots from when my sister and I were little. I can't wait to find just the right picture frames to hang them in my hall. That is a task that I have been meaning to do for a long time. The photographs are still there waiting for me. Still ready to take me down memory lane every time I pull them out.  But what happens between the snapshots that we take? What does life throw at you that isn't captured by a photograph?

Last night my husband and I went to a Passenger concert. The concert was absolutely amazing. I could go on forever about the concert. On the way to the concert I looked at my husband and was really disappointed that I had forgotten my camera. About a year ago I took the plunge and invested in a good camera. I am still a novice photographer but LOVE taking pictures. You can capture so many things in a picture. However, the one thing you can't capture in a picture is the feelings. What was the emotion of the moment? Sure you see people smiling and laughing or making a sad face but what was the true emotion of that day? A picture can't tell you that.

Ironing

Do you ever feel like there is something you are supposed to do but you dig your heels in the sand and refuse to do it? Like maybe God has been knocking on a door of your heart and you pretend like you don't hear it? It would require work, faith, and in some instances swallowing your pride.

Today when I was at Target I walked by what I was sure was the car of the person I previously wrote about. I haven't spoken to her since the other day and have no intention of speaking to her soon. One thing about me being a Happy Warrior is I know that if I attempt to have a conversation before I am truly ready I will say a lot of things and it will resemble word vomit. I'm good at word vomit. But I am trying to control my word vomit. I think God would like me to control my tongue better. I'm sure my husband would too. :)

Relationships

Relationships are difficult. This is no secret to anyone who has endured any length of relationship.
As an adult I didn't think I would struggle with relationships with other adults. In the recent days I was reminded that while I have a few close friends who are dear to me, the outer circle of friends that I have is........well........not people I should be around any more. 

To give you a little background information I will tell the Reader's Digest version. This Saturday we were supposed to celebrate with our friends that we have been married for 15 years and me being done with nursing school. Some how that celebration with friends morphed into a combo country boil/celebration. I didn't say much and was just going to go with the flow until I was informed that the country boil would have cost me about $270 to feed my family of 6. That is not something we can afford. Especially since our grocery bill is double our mortgage payment right now. (and I'm taking 5 minutes to write this before I go to the grocery store again....ugh)