Here's to you, oh precious year.
As someone who craves the sunshine, I have to admit that January was spent curled up under heavy blankets, anxiously awaiting for February to arrive. You see… for me, February is the true beginning of the new year. It’s when the sun starts to stay longer and it’s when I celebrate my birthday. Looking back, my 27th year was pretty incredible. I traveled, I celebrated the second year of my marriage, I became a runner again after a ten year hiatus, I conquered my professional fears, I sturdied my friendships, I celebrated the wonderful life of my Uncle Harry and I had the honor of photographing some truly amazing people.
So as I enter the last month of my year, I give thanks to the precious year in passing and I open my arms wide to everything 2014 will bring.