loving where i am in my life….
(every other day or so i still stop and gasp… “i live here?! i live HERE!!!!”)
and all those other things that can’t be photographed… the hum of slow, sustainable growth in myself and many of the projects in my life i have taken on, including the parenting project. the slow waking up to the fact that i actually like who i am. the realization of a certain integrity in myself that i couldn’t have learned or obtained any other way, other than the way i’ve traveled to get here.