I was blessed to be able to fly to Utah for Jacob and Mabel's wedding. And while I was there, I was spoiled (two baby showers! and the sweetest, most thoughtful gifts!), pampered and completely filled up with good conversation, reminders of strong friends and the best of people. I have an incredible family, and magnificent people to associate with. Thanks to all who hosted me, fed me, and filled me up with their good company.
Note to self: Rent a book on photo-journalism for dummies. How do I always come away feeling as though I took millions of pictures, only to find that only half of them describe what I actually spent my time doing? Where are my group shots of the events I went to? Where are all my little nieces and nephews photos? What about all the fun things I went and did and the people I did them with? I think I'm afraid I'll come off as an annoying person who is always taking photos. Or I feel like I need to "live in the moment" rather than record the moment. But you can live in the majority of the moments and take photos of a couple of the moments to remember it by, right? I'd like to think so. Anyway.
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