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“And instead of saying all of your goodbyes - let them know, you realize that life goes fast, it’s hard to make the good things last.”

It’s hard to say the kind of friend Morgan is, I’ve been sitting here for the entire afternoon editing through photos, trying to think of the right words, perfect words to describe not just her, but who she is to me.  But I think it’s a two poster.

I think its something that’s hard to be spoken, hard to be written.  Something that is just there, like how we can finish the end threads of each others thoughts, or how our history is so tightly intertwined, how we can make each other laugh, or feel better when the other cries.  Small things, big things, everything.

I took her out on the town, formerly known as Bowness Park and shot some photographs that I’m really proud of, here’s a sneak shot of my screen for the past two  hours, I’ll be back tomorrow with all the shots, and maybe some more eloquence that is the brilliance of Morgan Rae Burke.

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“Given the chance, I’m gonna be somebody, If for one dance, I’m gonna be somebody”

I am going to blog for a month. No more bullshit excuses. Sorry children for the vulgarity out there, but it had to be said.

It’s been on my 101 Life List and it’s something that I could so easily accomplish, well, more easily accomplish say versus swimming in the Dead Sea or being able to do 20 Push-ups in a row (Not the girl kind). So this is the month I set off to do it. I’m really going to try to shove more of me into this blog, as much as it has things I’ve wrote, pictures I’ve taken, feelings I’ve felt, I still feel like I’ve held a bit of myself back. Small parts of me, like for starters, that I’m someone who says bullshit. Yes Internet world, I’m not perfect, and in reality I’m a little rough around the edges, but hey, so are most people.

Why I picked September? Well, because it’s the best month of all of course. Not that I’m biased with a birthday in exactly four weeks ;) I’ve got so much going on, my calendar is literally busting its threads with excitement, Elizabeth and Ryan’s wedding, Medicine Hat second shooting, my impromptu road trip through Utah to the ever wonderful Jessica Claire workshop and back around for turning twenty-three. Here’s to a September filled with blog posts and happyness.

And because posts without pictures suck, here’s a peak from the Kings of Leon concert last month.  Anyone who doesn’t own Only By The Night, go buy it, right now, like five minutes ago right now.  Note: I may or may not have attempted a zoolander panty removal in an attempt to slingshot my one true love Caleb Followill.  Too much too soon blog?  Sorry, I’ll ease into it next time :)

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“We’re growing apart but we pull it together, pull it together, together again.”

I’ve always been a crier.  It’s who I am.  Like the dimple in my chin when I smile, or the way my laugh skates above all crowds or how my eyes are green.  Every couple weeks I visit a blog that has yet to fail to make me cry deep from the pit of my stomach.   Matt Logelin now I know we all spend hours on our computers, drifting from site to site, some meaningful, some…not, but if you are reading this, go take ten minutes and read his story. 

 

 

 

Read a paragraph, a sentence, fourteen posts, as long as it’s something, the way the verses of his life blare out always hits me somewhere that I never knew was there.  Loss is unique, who the person was to you, who they were to the world, who you were to them, who you are now, losing someone is like a snowflake, no one situation the same.  But in the broadest sense, it’s all snow, it’s all similar, that tug from your heart, your gut, your feet.  I lost my Mum, but in reading his words I always feel like someones laid down the truest voice of it all.  And that even after so much time, it still sucks, and when you think it’s better, maybe it’s not, and when you feel your worst, maybe you’ve got fight left, and sometime you can’t do anything other then say fuck, a lot. 

 

The Liz Logelin Foundation asks for everyone to donate $7.00 on the Seventh of every month.  That’s nothing, a new mascara, a happy meal, 5km in gas, donating to this charity will feel so much better than anything else you were thinking of buying today. 

 

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“All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go. I’m standin’ here outside your door, I hate to wake you up to say goodbye”

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So, turns out I resemble a slight tornado the week before vacation.  I know, I’m taking another one.  This time it’s off to Vancouver, I’ve got SO much stuff planned my head is already bursting over it all. 

I leave tonight, and I’m not back until next Monday, I’m going to try to swing by here if I get a chance, but I might be stuck under wedding preparations and sunny days.  We’re in town for my sort-of-step-cousin-ishes Erin’s wedding.  To say we’ve been waiting for this a long time is an understatment, if you take a wee gander at that there screen shot from my flight you’ll realize I booked this flight seven months ago.  Well, dresses have been altered, shoes have been bought, bags have been packed and the day is FINALLY here.

I cannot say HOW excited and happy I am for this trip.  I’m second shooting a wedding with the wonderfully fabulous Jamie Delaine on Saturday and then Sunday is Erin’s big day, where I’ll poke my camera out in between grabbing a kleenex and throwing confetti ;) the rest of my time will be spent soaking up days with my bestest of friends, Morgan.  I’ve managed to finagle her into a photoshoot and already can’t wait to edit the pictures and show her off here!

Hope everyone else has a fantastic weekend!

“Twenty four voices, with twenty four hearts, All of my symphonies, with twenty four parts”

A survey, that I hope seems more personal with my scirbbly, scrawly loops…

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“God Bless The Child”

Sometimes I’m too wordy.  

Layne is one of my favorite people on the entire planet.  

Just Cause.  I could list thousands of reasons, some complex, some perfectly simple.  She is superglued to the deepest layer of my heart, velcroed, stapled, nailed, and two-way taped there for the rest of time.  

I hope I can always make her laugh just like this.  

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