constantly changing

day 166

Moriah cut her hair today. Goodbye Rapunzel locks, hello Madeline bob. She donated her hair to Locks of Love, reminding me of the day I did the same.



In case you haven't noticed, this has been kind of a rough week for me. Sitting around, not doing much--I have yet to find serious motivation to do anything productive, including blogging. I apologize for that and I thank you all for your sweet comments; it definitely gives me a boost. With that being said, I do have some super fun things planned, including some diy posts, a whole bunch of wedding things (as I'm shooting my first wedding next week!!), and even a giveaway! You won't want to miss it.

nostalgia

day 165

Without ever looking at the definition of nostalgia in the dictionary, it's come to be so much of my life. I've been cleaning my room, and by cleaning I mean sitting on the floor looking through years of my life. I'm hopelessly nostalgic and though I would say I can let go of the past, I can't let go of memories. Or rather, I can't let go of the objects that conjure those memories. Going to college in a few short months, I won't be able to take everything, so downsizing is proving to be a difficult task. Plus knowing that I won't ever sleep in this room again (Lord willing I get my own home after college) is making matters even more difficult. Every little note, every little drawing and shirt and scrap of metal or rock smells of days and moments that I want to remember for the rest of my life, and I can't just let those items go like they mean nothing.

It's a sad state to be in, sitting on the floor surrounded by treasures others deem as junk, knowing that you won't even be able to take any of it with you after you die. It makes every single thing in life seem completely pointless, which is a good thing. All the people you wish you could be as good as, those that hurt you, the bad things in the world, none of that will matter because every person dies. The only things that matter are the things that stay after you die: your legacy. The things you make with your hands, the words you write, the art, the inventions, the number of people you touch, though you can't take those things with you, you leave them behind, and they end up being treasures for many instead of treasures just for you strewn across the floor.

I want my life to be a treasure for many.

time is ticking

day 164




Today has been a cold, rainy day. It feels like this week has lasted forever but it's only Tuesday. I hate not knowing what day it is. Already the 12th of June? Where has the time gone? 72 days until I have to be at college and today was one of those days where I got really scared about it. I'm not scared about going to college; I'm scared about leaving home. I'm going to have to buy my own shampoo and soap now. I realized that as I was taking my shower and it was the weirdest feeling in the world. I also don't want to be away from Matt. I'm not worried about our relationship, I'm just going to really miss seeing him and being able to hold his hand. I'll only be able to hold it for 72 more days.

the Alaskan wilderness

hat: forever 21 // shirt/cardigan/shorts/shoes: thrifted






(Aaah don't you just love camping hair?)

This past weekend my family went camping, and knowing how beautiful the location was, I just couldn't resist taking a couple outfit shots. I was afraid it would be too cold to take photos, and the majority of the time layers of clothes were piled on, but for a moment Saturday night the sun broke through the clouds and my brother and I quickly jumped on our bikes and rode to the lake to take photos (thanks Nicholas!).

I had been needing shorts really badly and got lucky at the thrift store. Finally someone donated a pair of cute shorts in my size! Does anybody else wear the same clothes multiple times a week? I have a feeling that I will be wearing these a lot this summer. That is, if the weather ever gets warm enough.

I'll have a post about this camping trip up later this week. Until then, enjoy this video of this camping location I made last year:

Camping from Lauren Parker on Vimeo.