A letter from a friend

This was in my email today-

"My dearest Crystal, my closest friend,
You have it. You have it. You have it. You have it. I realize... you´ve got it.

Everyone wants to be where they´re supposed to be, that´s why some people go around the world to find it, but you don´t need to.
I see you, where you are... doing what you´re doing, and you´re doing it right.

You are comfortable in your skin, you´re doing exactly what you were meant to do, you´ve found your niche. Bravo. Your soul is immaculately beautiful, you. "

Lady and Goldie

Bridal Couture Shoot (Fashion)

It's always a lot of dancing and fun working with Crendo Photography. This was done a couple months ago. No, I'm not really married. :)

Perhaps in life's plans I'm meant to learn to live alone for awhile. As frustrating as it is right now, I'm hoping that it will put me exactly in the right place at the right time for something. I'm keeping my eyes open.





Photographer credit-http://www.modelmayhem.com/34764

The tide has changed, the currents have shifted and I'm headed out to sea.

Home is where

I looked up the word "Home" in the dictionary and found 11 different meanings. The past few weeks this word has been occupying my thoughts. I've always considered the house I grew up in a home, even though for the last several years I haven't spent much time living there I always knew it was there if I ever needed to go back.

 A good friend of mine told me that home is where YOU are, no matter where you are, you are home.


Home (noun)-a environment offering security and happiness.



A lot of people think a home has to be a house. To me, home is trying to get some sleep on a crowded plane, home is responding to emails and networking online for more shoots while sitting in a cozy coffee shop, home is when I'm with my horses, they bring me my emotional comfort, Home is when I'm sitting on a bus listening to a strangers life story. Home is when I'm laughing with a friend until my ribs hurt. So there you have it! It may not be a traditional home, but it's my home.

I didn't see it coming, or were my eyes closed?

I sit here alone in a empty 3 bedroom house. It's nearing midnight and sleep has not found me yet. I've spent the past 4 months as a caregiver to my grandmother with dementia. Today the thread in her mind that was connecting her to reality snapped. I could no longer give her the care she needed, it was time for the professionals to take charge. It's funny how emotionally close you get to someone in situations like these. I feel like I let her down, but the logical side of my brain knows better. While staying busy taking care of someone full time you sometimes forget to think about yourself. Now that the situation has abruptly been put to an end, I sit here wondering What do I do now?