We are already creeping into crisp air and early sunsets. It’s hard to believe that summer 2015 is coming to a close.
It was a summer of learning, for me.
After spending May with lots of work and only passing each other in the mornings and late evenings, Ryan and I decided we needed to make a decision. We were newly married for only three months, and we knew we couldn’t spend another month the way we spent May. So I did something that I haven’t done in years. I took a step back at work and spent the summer working two, sometimes three shifts a week.
I was terrified. I have spent most of my adult life working five to six nights a week at busy restaurants. Allowing myself time off seemed a bit negligent, but I knew that taking this step was imperative to my marriage and to my own mental sanity.
It ended up being the best summer. Ryan and I were able to take trips, go camping, spend time with each other and our families, and I remembered that mornings and evenings still exist…and they are glorious.
I was able to take a trip out west with my friend Betsy to photograph a gorgeous mountain wedding. Returning to the place I once lived healed deep parts of my soul that I didn’t recognize to still be broken (that’s an entirely new blog in itself). It was quick and busy and a twelve hour day of photographing with one of my best friends made me feel alive and fresh and challenged.
oh and hey, we met Willie Robertson. We spotted him at the Cowboy Bar in Jackson, Wyoming. To my father’s dismay, I introduced myself in a whisper saying, “Hi, I know you don’t want people to bug you, but, my dad LOVES you…”
checking out the wedding site. Tetons in the background.
On a beautiful hike with beautiful people
The wedding day just after the ceremony. Hi mountains!
This summer Ryan and I were able to GO ON DATES. We are generally frugal people….
Let me re-phrase: Ryan is so great at being fiscally conscious, while I try determinedly to spend our money on important things like food and wine and dates and home decor. He has been an enormous blessing in the money world by reminding me of what’s important and necessary. Thank the Good Lord that he agrees an occasional splurge on date night is necessary.
I mean, just so.freaking.adorable.
If you are not familiar with Michigan, I’ll let you know that there are lakes EVERYWHERE, and we are blessed to be able to spend time on this particular lake often in the summer. Boat rides and these people happened, often.
I was able to go with Ryan up north to Traverse City, MI for a business trip, where we rented a cottage on Old Mission Peninsula, ate fabulous food all weekend, and even got to visit our cousin, Jamie, who works for the local news station.
We ended this great weekend with a perfect night camping.
Our last trip of the summer was to North Carolina for a wedding with a quick stop in Washington D.C. on the way to visit with some dear friends.
Aside from the travel, we were able to spend time with each other and with friends, have dinner on our deck, go golfing (oh we golfed; we golfed endlessly.) It was an incredible summer.
But I also learned.
I learned that I don’t need to work my life away to feel accomplished or justified. And although I do love what I do, it doesn’t define the person I am or the life I want to live. My priorities are far beyond what I do to earn money.
I also learned that I have passions to re-ignite. I say RE-ignite because they were coals that were cooling from neglect, and this summer I was reminded that doing the things you love will feed your soul. For me these include photography, my writing, and travel. I always keep a notebook and pen on me, but have rarely taken them out these past few months. I was once going to school for photography and was crazy in love with capturing these still moments representing so much more than that one second in time. I adore exploring and finding what makes places special. Somewhere along the way I forgot I had a camera…and a notebook…and a pen…and a passion.
We constantly look for those things that make us feel fulfilled, and sharing stories and lessons and moments is one of those things for me. It’s putting a pen to paper and scribbling, and spending time with people who want me to help share their story. It’s discovering a new place and sharing what I love about it with others.
But it’s also time that I spend learning from someone else’s craft. It’s reading and learning from other writers, shooting with photographers whose work far surpasses my own, and it’s GETTING OUT and going places.
This summer, I’ve learned ENORMOUSLY that I never want to stop learning.
To you and to me, may we always be pushing to be a better version of ourselves than the day before,
Cheers!
Hannah's Thirties 