This is my husband. He’s been talking about wanting to do portrait photography, and he lights up every time he starts talking about it. He has a vision and knows what he wants to do. He’s been saying- I just need to start taking pictures, I just need to take pictures. Yesterday, I saw him talking to a stranger; they walked a few feet away from where they were first standing, and then my husband started taking this guy’s picture. I thought- oh my gosh, he’s doing it! I was so excited for him. I almost couldn’t watch. I know that sounds silly, but that’s how I felt- like it was so intimate, I didn’t want to be just staring at them.
I feel honored to be at his side. I’m thrilled to support him on his journey to fulfill this, or any dream, while he becomes the man he wants to be.
Can you imagine what the world would be like if everyone were brave enough to do what they were put on this earth to do?
Yesterday I had a bonus day off- it was unplanned, and I was excited to have off a day during the week. They reported 5 inches of snow on the mountain, so naturally, I headed up to go snowboarding. The vibe in the parking lot was high, everyone was excited about great turns, but within the first 3 minutes of my first run, I couldn’t see through my goggles. There was rime and lots of it. (If you’re not familiar with rime, it’s a thin layer of ice that settles on anything it can stick to, especially your goggles.) It’s aggressive, and pretty much impossible to ride in because it keeps building up on your goggles and obscuring your vision. I had to stop every few feet to try to wipe, scrape, or melt it off. I even took them off, which was a little better at first, but then my eyes were getting pelted with ice. Even my pants were covered in ice and quickly soaked through.
Before this past year of grace and growth, I would have almost certainly been very disappointed and upset that the weather was so terrible on my one day off. I would have felt angry, and I would have affected my mood for the rest of the day. Have you heard the phrase, “Any day on the mountain is better than a day at work?” That would not have been the case for me, as I would have spent the day being crabby about something I had no control over. Inevitably, my lousy attitude would have negatively affected those around me.
But yesterday I laughed.
I laughed at how ridiculously difficult it was trying to ride down, at how often I had to stop to try to scrape the rime off, and at the ice pelting my eyes. I laughed as we made funny faces on the chairlift, and we happily stopped for hot chocolate- twice. We left early and got wings for lunch and enjoyed our day together, despite the bad weather. I have worked hard to change habits (and mindsets) that no longer serve me, and I choose to focus on laughing and having a good time. I get to decide who I am and what I am about, in every moment, laughing is so much more interesting to me than being crabby.
