Okay, writing this is slightly terrifying. I’m questioning the wisdom in putting this post on the blog before I’ve even started. I suppose that’s a satisfactory introduction to Truth Day. So, if you twitter at all, you may have noticed the #truthday tags already, or even have participated. In which case, you know what to expect in this post. If you are unfamiliar with #truthday (or twitter for that matter); basically, this will be a post of random truths from me.
A couple of weeks back, I was completely inspired and in awe of a blog post by Lara Casey, in which she really just put her heart and soul out on the line. It was refreshing to read, and I found myself mulling over whether or not I had it in me to do the same. Now granted, Lara is far more interesting than I, so I’m really not sure if anyone cares at all about my own Truth Day. But, that’s really not what it is supposed to be about.
I’ve been reflecting on my life a lot lately as I’m going through some pretty major life changes. So, now seems as good a time as any to do this myself. With that said, here goes…
I’m scared about our move and starting a new life on the other side of the country.
I believe that what other people think of me is their business and not mine, but I have a hard time living that.
I’m better with music.
I can’t multi-task. At all. Not even a little.
On occasion, I can be a phenomenal public speaker.
I have a “sexy dance” that’s not sexy in the least. I pretend like I don’t know it.
I’m not a very good writer, and I wish that I was.
I know that I haven’t even really begun my professional journey, and I’m excited about where it could go.
I have horrible attention issues. I’ll have a flash of brilliance, and then forget it in the blink of an eye.
I couldn’t possibly be any prouder of my amazing husband.
I’m generous. To the point that it can impact my life in negative ways.
I live a sober lifestyle.
Red Bull is my coping mechanism for long shoots. Then I crash and feel absolutely awful.
I became a Christian on March 25, 2000. On that day, my life was no longer my own.
I’m extremely enthusiastic and outgoing. This can be both a strength and a weakness.
I’m self-deprecating by nature, and need to tone it down.
Sometimes, I annoy myself when I’m alone. I feel like that’s hard to do.
I wish I had the same ambition and gumption as my husband.
I once wore all black for a year based solely on a pair of combat boots I was obsessed with. It really wasn’t teen angst and I was a poser. But I loved those boots.
I invest 100% of myself in each client I work with.
I’m emotionally attached to each of my brides.
I prefer film to digital.
I have been blessed beyond measure in my business, and am grateful every single day to be able to do what I love.
I dance a lot in the studio…and I love it.