Ever feel like your whole life is just one big waiting room? I don't just mean sitting in LA traffic, or worse, sitting at the DMV. What I'm referring to is that proverbial feeling of "waiting mode." Waiting for your hair to grow out, or worse your bangs to grow out! Waiting for winter, for summer, for your birthday, for that summer vacation... I mean the list goes on really. I've tried hard to just be lately, be here, wherever I am, to be present and not be in that perpetual state of waiting.
When I started this blog, I never considered how much of an impact it would really have on my life, I mean it's just some words and photos right? Mary and I have a running joke about our photo shoots, and how every one of them feels like a wedding day. That old familiar clicking cadence of the camera documenting the afternoon one frame at a time. And later it's like Christmas, waiting for the photos to finally upload and reveal the events of the morning to me. Talk about waiting mode right? But in all that waiting, there is also peace. Those moments when we get lost in the clicks and clacks of the camera and are truly present, each in our own way. And it's a beautiful thing.
My hair hasn't been long enough for a bun, let alone a top bun, for over 13 years. It's the dawn of a new hair era, at least in my little corner of life. Out with the old and in with the new, except for that awesome color block coat. That's an oldie but a goodie for sure.