Oh, sister. Where to begin?
Aughh, if we weren’t so much like our mother I would have made a video declaring all of the ways I love and adore you and then shared it here on my blog. But, like mama, I’d end up in tears and no one on the internet needs to see that.
You were born and this world instantly became a happier, warmer, and funnier place. You added sparkle. The brightest kind.
I wasn’t even an idea in Ma + Pappy’s lives and yet somehow, you were already the perfect sister for me. Thank you for making me laugh daily, supporting me without question, being ridiculous and absurd with me, and for fearlessly leading by example. I’m so proud of all that you are and I look forward to all that is ahead for you.
3.28.1983 – Prettiest day in history.
Happy birthday, sis. All my love,
I think the term baby currently coincides with springtime. Happy spring! Happy baby season!
Babies everywhere : ) I love babies so I’m not complaining. I’m so excited for Sarah and Dan as they welcome their first next month. A little girl! She couldn’t be in better hands as Sarah and Dan are as sweet as can be. So much fun to hear about baby girl and see their love and excitement.
S, D + babe – Thanks for spending some time with me and letting me in. Photographing maternity makes my heart sing because there’s no time quite like the present for you guys. Your world is about to be rocked in the best way! I couldn’t be happier for you guys.
Special post to come tomorrow. Stay tuned!
That’s when it hits hardest. I wake up in the morning and I’m ready to go. Maybe it’s the rest or the promise of a bright future. Mornings excite me beyond belief for all of the untapped possibilities.
Last week I stood in my kitchen in my running clothes with a braeburn apple in hand. I crave apples after I’ve run. I don’t know what it is but they hit the spot every time. I grabbed a piece of paper and a hot pink ultra fine sharpie and I began to write. My heart raced a little faster as my paper filled with pink.
When was the last time you wrote it all down? All of those ideas of yours, I mean. In the mornings, my mind races a mile a minute with ideas. Some flighty, some more serious and all spontaneous. It is incredibly refreshing to get them out on paper – if nothing else, to clear up some space in my brain. There is only so much time in a day and while we spend some of that time doing those things we “need” to get done, I find it equally (if not more) important to use time in our day to try new things. To pick one of those pink scribbles up from my paper and give it a shot.
Because, why not?
On a beautiful Monday like today, I’m inviting you to join me in acting on an idea that previously lived only on a piece of paper. You may have one on your heart that speaks to you now. Or you may have an undiscovered idea waiting to be realized that could bring so much growth and happiness to your life. Take 10 minutes. Search and act. No action is too small.
What is there to lose?
We sat by the fire together. One of my favorite things to do with my mother is just talk. Doesn’t matter where we talk or what about. I find comfort in hearing her voice and knowing she’s there. We talked about everything and nothing all at once and while I don’t remember the context of this particular conversation – I remember one thing my mother said that to this day sticks out like a beacon.
Love is a choice you make every day.
Oh, mom. WHY must you be so awesome and wonderful always?!
I sometimes wonder what I’ll be like at her age. Will I be as selfless and giving as she is? Will I have a glow to me that shines in every thing that I do? Will I have the most amazing long, silver hair that gives MY kids hair envy!?
I can only hope so.
My mom taught me optimism and the power behind choice. I am so thankful for her.
Are you new here? Awesome! Welcome! I’m Caitlin – currently obsessed with Birthday Cake Oreos and the wonderful life I lead. Below is my mom I speak so highly of and my nephew, Noah. He lights up our life.
I’m really happy you’re here. Get cozy and stay for a while and if you’re feeling wild, drop me a line. I love chatting with new people!
Today is a good day. It just is. Despite my straightener breaking this morning (fail), I’ve got a serious case of the happies today. It’s just one of those days where I’m extra grateful to be alive.
Ever since I moved into my apartment, I’ve thought about what it means to have a greater plan. I look at the Caitlin from one year ago today and I see so much growth. What a difference a year makes. One year ago, I was in the middle of rebranding and just beginning to tap into my potential as an artist and as a woman. I look back and see someone who really, truly started to believe in all of her potential and unbeknownst to me at the time, that was my linch pin for flight. Once I was able to give myself permission to fly, my happiness quite literally took off. It seems so obvious but sometimes letting ourselves be happy is our greatest hurdle.
Why don’t we celebrate our successes more? We are quick to get down on ourselves during the tough and dark times. We ask ourselves why me? Why now? Why? Why? Why?
Well because it’s part of your plan. That’s why.
All of the trips and hiccups I’ve encountered over the past year and really, 25 years, have brought me to this moment now and I don’t want to be anywhere else. My dear friend, Lara, wrote recently – “So grateful for the storms that help us transform. It isn’t that there is a blessing in the storm. The storm IS the blessing. ”
Be still and listen. You are blessed, you have everything you need right now, and there is so much greatness ahead. So grab your party hats and some champagne because today is a day to celebrate how far you’ve come.
Hat’s off to you! To the hurdles you’ve overcome, your successes small and large, and to your bright future!
One summer day in 2008, I went to the bank with my mother and started a photography business. Ever since, my life has changed in the best way imaginable. For this, I’m forever thankful.
I survived my move! Hallelujah!
The gravity of this move came during a trip to Lowe’s to pick out my paint colors for my new apartment. See, my older brother has his own painting business with his buddies and agreed to come out and paint my apartment in exchange for photos of his band. (Sibling love is the best, am I right?! Thanks, Dave!) Anyhow, I’m standing before a wall of literally thousands of colors to choose from and for anyone who is a perfectionist even in the slightest, this task is mildly terrifying. To “have an idea” of what you might want doesn’t help as much as you’d think. I called my sister for a little guidance but in the end knew I just had to pick two colors, go for it and as Tim Gunn would say, “Make it werrrk”.
Shark Loop and Orange Sparkle. Those were the colors I picked and I’ve made them work.
Sometimes, I like to parallel mundane tasks to a greater lesson at hand. Like, picking colors to fill your apartment with making your situation, whatever it may be, work for you. Everyone is different. We all navigate life’s mountains and valleys in our own way.
For me, moving into my apartment was never a straight shot. It was never the clear choice to me and I had and still have my fears and anxieties. But what I also have is my faith and it is bigger than the sky. I knew in my heart that this was the next step to take and in the brightest and darker moments, I feel God working on my heart. I’m so thankful.
Looking around me now, I’ve got about 5 opened bins of belongings yet to unpack. My bedroom has DVDs, artwork to be hung, and some clothes strewn about the floor. Hello high blood pressure! But I’ve decided to let go. To marinate in that messiness and be okay with it because in the end, I know I will make it all work. We all will.
This is my life. I’m damn proud of how far I’ve come : )