i think. always. there are times when you question your ability. your “crazy” idea to follow your heart. you doubt your ability to “make it”. you hear critique in the wrong way. you word something the wrong way. you decide to follow the pack. rather than your gut. your time feels stretched. your dream doesn’t fit the mould.
i say. stick at it. its not meant to be easy. if it was you wouldn’t savour the sweet successes you have. and heaven help us if we all started working the same look. the same art. the same design.
and i am a firm believer. on those days. when your heart is heavy. and it all feels hard. strip it back. to why you first began. to what inspired you right back at the very beginning. to what your heart loves and sees everyday.
and you will find your groove again. you will remember. you will soar again.
always. remain. true. to. you. always.
these were taken yesterday. amid the late afternoon chaos at our place. as the sun was disappearing into the trees. and she just makes my heart sing. she is about to turn four. and i can’t even believe it. she is my inspiration. she is what makes me strive to aim higher. to have faith in myself.
