I want to write about the beautiful weekend I had. Fun in the sun. Exploring a new place I had never been. I want to tell you how I tried a new restaurant and loved every minute of it. Or how I did something spectacular on a whim like ohhhh...I don't know....skydiving or kite boarding or something exciting and thrilling.
But this weekend was none of those things. It was rainy and hard and boring and sad. I had to deal with some major life issues that have crossed my path. Not to mention that back to school stuff looms over our heads like a dark cloud around here. And then there was the rain. The non-stop, incessant rain. The never-ending grey days where you are never quite sure if it's 6 AM or 6 PM. Dark. Dreary. And downright depressing.
It's okay that sometimes weekends aren't magical. Like my previous post says, sometimes you have to lean into those dark spots to come out on the other end and appreciate the bright days where things actually do feel right.
Before you start thinking to yourself - man what a whiner. Her life doesn't look that bad - I am aware things could be a lot worse. As a matter of fact, they have been a lot worse before. And I am still standing. That's how this works. You dust yourself off and carry on with life. But we all have to know sometimes life isn't as easy as it looks.
Despite it all, I found a few frames that felt right to show you how my weekend looked.
It doesn't look half bad in photos. Funny how photos have a way of masking the reality that happens behind the lens.