Well, hello there. I sure have missed checking in with you. Thank you for still stopping by here and reading my musings.
The past few months have been a whirlwind of photographic activity, which I wrote about in my last post over a month ago. Goodness. One tidbit I did not mention then was that I have not only had the privilege of photographing all of these amazing seniors, most of whom my daughter has grown up with, but I have also had the privilege of photographing my own daughter. I am deeply grateful to have had that opportunity and that Hanna was okay having her “ole ma” be responsible for capturing such a momentous occasion in her life.
Not only was she okay with it, she was excited the day we were out photographing. And since that afternoon, she’s been nothing but kind and encouraging toward her photographs as well as those of the other seniors.
My mom told me many times that when she drove away after dropping me off at college, she sobbed. I never understood her strong emotions toward that moment in time especially coming from a woman who rarely cried. Even three years ago when Hanna started high school, I didn’t understand. But now, less than a year from when my daughter will leave the nest, I’m catching on.
I will miss her. Absolutely. I cannot imagine not being a part of her day-to-day life. When I think about it too hard, I feel a lump in my throat. I know some of these strong emotions are from feelings of loss.
But, some of these emotions are because while this is a monumental moment in my daughter’s life, it is also a big moment in mine: my first baby is leaving the nest. For the past almost 18 years my most important and all-consuming job has been being her mother and when she leaves those demands lessen. What does that mean for me? As a mother? As a woman? What is my new role? What happens next?
Thinking about that is exciting. As each of my children goes out into the world, I will gain back some time for me. Time to spend on projects I want to do more of. Time with my hubby to do all of the things we’ve been putting off. Cycle Oregon?? Maybe I’ll finally take that yoga class. The one I bought the mat and the cute yoga pants for about 5 years ago.
And it’s exciting for Hanna as well. I remember being her age. I remember wanting the freedom to discover my place in the world on my own terms. I can’t wait to watch and see what she discovers for herself out in our crazy, nutty, beautiful world.
I have so much to be grateful for in my life. My family. My amazing daughter. My dearest friends. Know that this Thanksgiving (and everyday), I give thanks to all of you who spend bits of your precious time here reading my posts, looking at my photographs, or making my recipes, and offering up a comment or a bit of encouragement or even your silent support. I hope you are able to take something back into your own life after your visits here.
After the Thanksgiving break, I will be back to my normal routine and I will kick it off with a cookbook review and a giveaway. I don’t do cookbook reviews very often but I know this is one you will want to know about.
Much love and gratitude,