The voice inside my head finally stopped talking.
This 1st quarter is horrifying, as I tried and successfully failed to dodge every bullet and hide from every single hurricane. 81 more words
Every single year during this time I see several flyers popping up on my news feed advertising “Easter Mini Sessions with _insert cute baby animals here_.” I mean really, google “Easter Mini-Session” and nearly every single flyer features “With Live Bunny!” or “With Live Chicks!” I’ve wrote a post about this in the past but felt it was still relevant enough to reiterate exactly why I don’t offer them and try to persuade those who are thinking about it not to either. 554 more words
Last night, as I sat in the back of my own car, exhausted, head against the window with my jumper’s hood over my eyes, I became a little sad. 484 more words