There was a time where I fancied myself an intellectual, a tragic poet, but now I realize there is no label for who I have become. There are days when I wish I was an edgy artist or a high fashion, New York City girl, but my traditional and somewhat practical nature allows it not.
My mind is filled with the "Sound of Music." I am not a progressive person unless it comes to my ideals. My heart will always lie in the more simple times.
I find myself running up hills, singing in the sun.
It's funny, I have a feeling Ella will be the same way too.
All hail the sun. Voices. Song.
The song of ourselves.
And wonderful, gorgeous, dedicated husbands.
1 comment:
how did I miss this post?
I love it.
I love that first photo.
Brie, you are beautiful.
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