10 January 2014

the year of

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2013, the year of a thousand things. some of them good, really really good, some of them not.

it was the year of big things and small things. of spelling bee victories and shots scored at first basketball games. the year library books, floor picnics and record albums saved us. the year the jar of magical thinking kept us sane. the year of the return to modern dance class, the year my body returned in earnest. it was the year of the avocado, the year of the marionberry, the year of the clementine, the year of coconut oil, coconut oil for everyone, on everything, in everything, forever and ever amen. it was the year of the morning walk, the evening walk and all the walks in between. it was the year of the kind of firsts you don't really want to have: the first birthday she was not here in this world, the first mothers day she was not here in this world, the first summer without her. it was the year I realized I would always be motherless. always. it was the year of paris, the year of france. the year ava got her first passport and traveled with me across the ocean over a thousand little white puffy clouds to a foreign country for the very first time. the year of the mona lisa and the eiffel tower, the year of the parisian fleamarket and the croque-monsieur, of the accordion player and the almond croissant. the year of tiny pink forks and mysteriously wavy hair, of narrow cobblestone streets and dreamy crepes and candy-like strawberries. the year I fell head over heels crazy in love with the metro, the year I lost myself in a million metro stories. it was the year I said yes to big things, to scary things, the year of the happy frenzy with the french kids and the polaroids, the year of my sweet friend irene. it was the year I kept pinching myself to see if things were real. it was the year of broken friendships. of broken promises and heated arguments and words spoken too quickly, too carelessly. the year I let a few old friends go and welcomed some new ones. it was the year of the unorganized basement, the unorganized attic, the unorganized almost everything. the year I vowed to turn it all around. and failed, miserably. it was the year I stopped trying to do everything, be everything. the year I learned to do without, go without. the year I learned to let go.

it was the year of ava the skateboarder and the astronomer, of ezra the lego builder and the ball handler. it was the last year of the single digit birthday and the first year of the teenage birthday. the year ezra turned nine and ava turned thirteen. it was the year I fought the xbox. and lost. the year of six-second video vine-making and marathon minecraft-playing, of kite-flying and origami-folding, of lemonade stand-having and happy thing-making, of road-tripping and adventure-taking. of intricately-constructed backyard forts and first-time yurt camping. the year of sunflower fields and tide pools, of beach caves and concrete city slides, of pinball museums and drive-in movies, of boardwalks and sky candies. the year of astoria and port townsend, the year of santa cruz. the year I fell in love with the hills of butchertown and the streets of oakland. the year of jon and joy and eric and amanda, the year of bob and jen, of alix and greg and wolfie, of jenny and henry. it was the year of many, many humbling sorts of kindnesses, too many to mention here. it was the year of the feast, the year of the famine. the year work came in great fits and starts, the year we wondered how (if) we were going to make it. the year of portrait shoots and wedding shoots and uppercase magazine columns, the year of window-dressings and show-havings, the year of instant magic workshops with middle schoolers (and non-middle schoolers alike). the year of peel-apart film and the smell of fuji chemicals, the year of the zip and the whirrr of the polaroid camera. the year of the ingenious impossible project instant lab, of the weighty twin lens yashica and all those joyful little spools of 120 film. the year of fifty-two sundays and seventy things. it was the year of the photobooth. well, it is always the year of the photobooth. it was the year of the secret project, the secret wish, the secret hope, the secret handshake. the year I learned to say yes, the year I learned to say no. it was the year I walked through fire to get to the other side, the year I learned what it means to forgive, what it really and truly means to forgive. the year I leaned into the love of God and learned that it was (and is), indeed, infinite.

46 comments:

  1. you have been and still are my favorite blogger. thankful for your pictures and words (and vulnerability), always.

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    1. oh gosh, kelley. thank you. kind, kind words, lady. xo

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  2. I love your photos and your words! Thank you for sharing your beautiful world with the rest of us.

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    1. thank you, kayla! thank you for allowing me to share. xo

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  3. I wish I could be behind your eyes sometimes. A lot sometimes.
    And while you are without your mother, friend, you will never be motherless.
    Sending love your way...
    Susan

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    1. susan, I thank you. means so much to me. xo

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  4. The best and most beautifully written 'yearly review' post I have read. Every single photo is a work of art!

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    1. thank you! thank you, thank you, thank you so much. xo

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  5. What a beautiful & soulful post, what a year it's been for you... so glad I got to share a teeny tiny part of it... cheers to a joyful, colourful & meaningful 2014 dear friend. xxx

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    1. I am so incredibly thankful for you, that you were a part of paris, the best part of this year! here's to more, my friend! and cheers to 2014! xo

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  6. i just love you. that's all. and that photo of ava and the starfish...

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    1. lady, I love you right back. and when we found those starfish? I almost died. most amazing thing.

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  7. wow, your life is full my friend. what a beautiful post. may 2014 bring many dreams come true for you and your family. xo

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    1. thank you, jan! it's been a big year, for sure. wishing you all the best for 2014 and hoping this will be our year, friend! xo

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  8. A beautifully curated year! I love it!

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  9. As always, your words and images sweep me away. I love you dearly, friend.

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    1. thank you, jen. means a lot, coming from you. love you. xo

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  10. love this more than anything.

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    1. thanks, friend. big love to you. xo

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  11. It was the year of you, beautiful. xoxoxo

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  12. andrea! jeez woman. you made me cry. i love this so much.

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    1. thanks, friend! hope they were happy tears. xoxo

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    1. thanks, friend! thank you so much. xo

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  14. Your family looks so happy!
    It's inspiring

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    1. thank you! we definitely have our moments (some are easier than others)... but we're thankful to have each other. xo

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  15. "the year i learned to say yes, the year i learned to say no."

    you are my favorite.

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    1. oh gosh, thank you. that means a lot to me. xo

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  16. I hope I've said this before - I love to see the world through your eyes. Thank you for continuing to give me this gift. xoxo

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    1. oh friend, thank you. for coming here, for reading, for taking the time to share such kindness. xo

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  17. Beautiful, inspiring, heartbreaking, soaring...such a year. Thank you so much for sharing yourself, lovely lady. Here's to wishing you have a 2014 par excellence.

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    1. thank you, ani. thank you so, so much. wishing you so much good and wonderful in 2014. xoxo

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  18. Gorgeous and insightful photos and your beautiful words so inspiring :)

    Thanks for sharing and letting us in, you are braver than I.

    Happy New Year to you all :)

    Cheers, T. :)

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    1. thank you! thank you so much! and happy, happy new year to you! xo

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  19. you kill me. just come home already.

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  20. you = amazing!

    this makes me want to meet you in person even more:) hope you come to northern cali again!

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    1. oh it would be so nice to meet! thanks so much for the kind words! and here's hoping I'll be back in northern cali soon! xo

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  21. Such beautiful images and such beautiful words! Thank you so much for sharing them in their candid, honesty. Pure poetry! ....And Amen,His Love is Infinite!

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  22. Wow, amazing photos - what a beautiful way to capture a the individual moments that make up a whole year!

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