Words taken from Instagram on the day I posted some of these there…
The new Friday night…
Comfy clothes. Happy hour with my parents via Facetime.
And, possibly having the weather to run in front of our house for a few pics while neighbors wave as they are on their evening walk. I couldn’t coerce Maya to come out with me, and that’s ok. I’m not forcing her to do anything more than she already has to do right now!
SO many emotional ups and downs in this crazy surreal time. But for every low time, there is a rebound of goodness. Friends who drop TJ’s goodness off on your door. Happy hours almost every night this week-woah, that might need to stop or…slow down.
A daughter who is a constant rock star. ✨I worry that she’s handling this way better than I am, and that’s probably the biggest reason I’m NOT handling this so well. Funny conundrum? No, not so much.
For those wondering and worrying…I took 4 sets of ten pics in the time span of… a little over 2 minutes, and bailed as soon as I saw actual walkers coming down my block.
Timestamp… 7:23:17 PM – 7:25:28 PM
I do wonder how long I will continue to do this. I wiped down all my equipment and my shoes. It seems like a lot of work, but for me…it’s such an easy escape. An escape to a bit of normalcy….
Edited to add…it’s so surreal to look back on the way we acted in the beginning. I didn’t even feel comfortable shooting in the sidewalk in front of my house. Not only for those that might want to walk along, but that I needed to wipe down my equipment…
BUT…that is where we were at that point. AND…yet…it got worse…
I’d love to say that these smiles I’m posting were how we felt during this time…
It WAS NOT.
This was my escape. It was my joy…
And I clung to it.
We most assuredly had many other moments (most documented on Instagram stories)
BUT…looking back on these images, even I am shocked by the happiness. The happiness I kind of forgot…which I am SO GLAD I captured!!!