Getting over some dislikes

So, if we’re close, you know that I hate feet. I think they look weird, I don’t want them touching me and I’m a little apprehensive about showing mine off.

I decided to challenge myself to take some shots of my own feet that I like.

Feet are Weird

Feet are Weird

Feet are Weird

Feet are Weird

Feet are Weird

 

Being Happy

I’ve been going through a lot of emotional stuff this year. I can honestly say it’s been the hardest, most taxing year that I’ve ever had. I know there may be more to come (seeing as how I’m only 23), so I’ve decided that I need a way to stay creative and focused on what makes me happy.

For the next month I want to take a picture of something that makes me happy and thankful to be alive. If I choose to, I’ll write some words to go with my pictures, if not, I won’t.

I’m hoping this exercise will keep me grounded and remind me that everything I need is right around me.

So to start:
John opened the car door for me this morning as he often does. He’s done this for almost 8 years and I sometimes forget how lucky I am to have someone who cares enough to show such kindness every day. (Thank you, John.)