Problem: this photo is literally half an inch wide. Not exactly the most glamorous shot of me. What I love about it is that it almost didn't get caught. My face is literally falling off the edge of the paper. Half a centimeter in the other direction and the camera would have lost it. But I love it. Because when I look at this, I just see radiating happiness. Carefree, radiating happiness. Contentment. Joy. It was taken at a lake in Washington a few summers ago.
But, since it's only half an inch here are some that actually include my whole face:
I love this one because it's just so me. Like honestly, who goes hiking on a snow covered mountain in a tank top? What was I doing? It was wild and spontaneous and care free and fun.
I like this memory.
The prompt today was actually a huge help. After my last nasty breakup, I literally broke down in front of my sister when I realized I had maybe ten photos of myself from the entire year-ish period following that break up. I didn't feel happy, so I didn't take any pictures. I felt so tired and drained and ugly. So looking back at these was an awesome reminder to myself. As women, we tend to be so hard on ourselves. While some may see picking a favorite photo of yourself as vain, it's been the opposite for me. It's been really self-affirming and encouraging. When I look at these photos, I see a woman who is happy, content, joyous and living life in the moment--and it encourages me to keep going for that mindset!
Happy Friday all! xx.