Tomorrow is a Big Day (A Letter to Myself) | Monday Musings

Tomorrow is a Big Day (A Letter to Myself) | Monday Musings

Tomorrow is a big day. One of the biggest in my business, except for a huge transition back in February. Tomorrow is the launch of a new brand, a new voice, a new experience both online and in all my business dealings. In honor of what's coming tomorrow, today I'm writing a letter to the person who started this blog 3 years ago as a food blog/maybe photography/who knows idea...a blog that has turned into my online home and the place I can connect with you. My how time flies...

Dear 21-year-old Me,
It feels funny to write a letter to myself, because today I don't feel much older or wiser than I was three years ago. I sometimes feel like the same scared little girl who started this business on a whim when I had too much free time after my husband began grad school and I spent more time alone. I know you may have thought that when you had your first real wedding booking, or when you charged a certain amount, or you got your first publication, that you would just know you 'made it.'

Oh how wrong I was! Since that time a few years ago I've been fortunate to book many weddings, meet amazing people, and get published in places like MunaLuchi Bridethe Knot, and some other amazing places. I'm here to tell you that neither the publications nor the money nor the recognition will make you feel like you've made it. You'll still feel scared, you'll still have times of feeling unsure, and you will always feel like you could be more or do more...

What Grace Means: Forgiveness Without Question | Personal

What Grace Means: Forgiveness Without Question | Personal

Before I got married, I asked a lot of people for advice - what they had learned through marriage, what worked, and what didn't. A lot of advice was the same, so in some ways it all ran together. But I do remember what one couple told me. They said, "You're going to screw up. At so many points in marriage, you're going to make a mistake. It's a lot less painful to just go ahead and tell your spouse you made a mistake rather than wait for them to find out."

I didn't exactly know what they meant at the time, but today I know exactly what they're talking about. Because I do mess up, a lot. I make mistakes. I lose my temper. I am moody. I can be hard to live with sometimes. And when I do something that I know will upset Nathan or negatively affect our relationship, I have indeed learned that it is so much easier to just admit it and apologize rather than trying to hide it.

Case in point: a couple weeks ago, I had to rush out to be at church...

Letters to People Who Changed my Life | Dear Kindergarten Principal

Letters to People Who Changed my Life | Dear Kindergarten Principal

In this blog series, letters I am writing to people who have changed my life for the better in their own unique way. Thanks for joining with me.

Dear Kindergarten Principal,
It's been awhile since we talked, and I sadly but honestly do not remember your last name. I was only three or four years old when I met you so I guess that's understandable. I do, however, remember your face like I just saw it yesterday. I remember the flowers on the clothes you wore, and I remember your smile.

You see, I wasn't always such an outgoing person. I liked people, but I was intimidated in situations where I felt like the odd man out. Living in a foreign country and going to school with people who had never seen someone like me before certainly made me feel insecure. I remember the first day of school and how terrified I was to be dropped off at that big, gray gate, all by myself, without my big brother or sister to protect me.

I needn't have worried about it. When my mom picked me up a few hours later she found me not in class but in your office, sitting on your lap, absentmindedly twirling your curly black hair. I had found my little safety net, and it was in you. Your warm smile, the way you reassured me all the way to class and even held my hand on the way there, and the comfort of knowing you would always let me in your office when I got scared put my mind at ease.

In a different country and a different time, I probably would not have gotten away with that. But no matter - at a time when I felt very alone and very different from everyone else, I found my trusted ally and friend. You changed my life because you gave me the confidence to start actually going to class. Going to class meant talking and making friends with people my own age. This led to friendships I will remember the rest of my life, and experiences I will forever cherish.

So, even if I don't know your name, you made a huge impact on me, and I am thankful for it. I don't know where you are now, or how I could even find you, so instead of thanking you I'll just have to remember what you taught me - pay attention to the odd one out, the one who is a little shier than the rest, the one who may need a bit more encouraging than most. They are the ones who need a friend, an ally, and someone they can trust to break out of their shell and become the person they were meant to be.

Read more from the series:
Dear Grandma Relli
Dear Grace
Dear Grandpa Jim