So, I used to update this page religiously. I still have so many posts I could make, tons of content, a few years worth of vacations, weekend adventures and numerous photography outings. I don't seem to make the time for it anymore. All of the following images were taken at the Botanical Gardens in Albuquerque. Expedition Oklahoma has been in New Mexico for a year, this expedition Oklahoman is enjoying her life in the west.
In a more intimate look at my life this year I will write like the blogger that I used to be. I divorced this spring from a marriage that lasted over twenty years. It was over a decade ago but fear of being alone, fear of other things kept me there. This notion that marriage is forever no matter how unhappy I was. How ridiculous that we continue to suffer because of archaic societal expectations. But it is still a terrible experience to lose this companion that you've known your entire adult life. Divorce is hell, terrible, traumatic and emotional no matter how necessary it is.
But it gets better. It's slowly getting better. I am far from impulsive and this decision took me a very long time to make, this move that I've thought about of for years and years. This decision to move to New Mexico is one that I've written about and talked about for the last decade to friends. This break which allowed me the freedom of dealing with anger or fear when I knew I left my world behind. Rebuilding my life alone and away from the people I need every day because of the fear of staying too close to what was tearing me apart.
But then I met someone important. I lost people who mattered this year, but I found someone who makes me realize why it never worked in the past.
So what is love? I was hesitant to say it but couldn't find any other emotion that fit. I couldn't say I'm in "like" - Its not the obsessive love, it's not the disconnected love of twenty years of not feeling like I had control of my life. It's not wanting to spend a weekend alone. I'm an introvert, I've always valued my alone time. It's learning about something that has never interested me because I don't understand it. But at the same time its a million little things.
Maybe this love is a love of the same things; it's a whirlwind weekend of road trips and concerts.
Love is effort and time. This blog, this sightseeing, expeditions was largely driven by loneliness, I photographed and became a photographer because I was lonely and wanted to be accepted. I photographed parks because the camera was my companion. The camera didn't disappoint me, the camera went with me and wasn't too tired for my time. The places I went and things that I photographed and documented helped me put on a good face for the world. I wasn't lonely when I could share how beautiful I found the world around me. So much of my photography was, just that, loneliness.
So it has been four months and I'm not lonely. I'm content. I guess that is an emotion I've lacked in my life. I've always wanted to look for something better or more substantial for me. But I'm content now.
I still love photography. But I love my companion more and right now that is all that matters.
This song sums up my 2017... "Lost And Found" - I went to see Train, alone the evening before my 40th birthday. I will never go to a concert alone again,but this song resonates with my emotions this year...
Here's to the time we have
Here's to the lines we crossed
Here's to the ones we're waiting on, and the ones we lost
Here's to the time we have
Thank God for what we got
Here's to the ones we're waiting on, and the ones we lost
And found, the ones who stick around
Lost and found, the ones who stick around
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