Beauty is... Gratitude

 

Gratitude for...

  • Waking up in my white, light-filled room with my white duvet cuddled with my gazillion pillows in the morning.

  • That first sip of coffee I drink in the morning with my journal and Bible next to me.

  • Having a roof over my head.Oxygen in my lungs.

  • Food in my cabinets.

  • The physical health that allows me to live in and tromp around this crazy city.

  • Legs that work, and a body that is able to go to yoga every day.

  • When my roommate surprises me after a trip and has organized my office with new shelving.

  • Making silly videos at Central Park midweek with my best friend while singing Cinderella and Finding Nemo songs loudly and to our hearts desire.

  • Getting to say if my siblings weren’t related to me I’d still want to be best friends with each of them.

  • Mom always being there. When we were sick, and when we were well, and even now to give me pep talks when I feel like I have no idea what I’m doing with my life.

  • Dad’s sobriety, and the redemption story that God has given our family.

  • Sneaking melted peanut butter M&Ms and popcorn into the movies.

  • Movement. Stillness.

  • That moment when I realize the guy I've secretly been liking, likes me back.

  • That moment when I realize the guy I've secretly been liking, doesn’t like me back.

  • New York City nights that carry you through different neighborhoods and dive bars that play 90’s R&B and hip-hop until 4 a.m.

  • My Adidas sneakers that I wear every single day.

  • Sweatpants.

  • This blog.

  • The moment I get to witness over and over again as a wedding photographer when a groom sees his bride for the first time.

  • When the father of the bride sees his daughter in her gown for the first time.

  • Grabbing drinks with two soul friends that I haven’t talked to in ages and immediately diving to the bottom of the ocean.

  • Feeling known.

  • A good red lipstick.

  • Slow mornings in Argentina with Croissants and machiattos.

  • Letting go of the attachment to where I thought I’d be right now, and embracing the present.

  • Being. Laughing. Did I say laughing?

  • Laughing some more.

  • Crying tears of heartache in my best friend's lap.

  • When she tells me she told him ‘I love you’ for the first time.

  • When my little sister cuddles next to me in bed and tells me things she doesn’t tell other people.

  • Missing my family.

  • Dad sending me flowers when I’m sick.

  • Discovering I have a new favorite song and knowing I'm gonna love it from the first few chords.

  • Playing said song on repeat for four hours the first day I find it (and making my Spotify profile private...and this may or may not be a Justin Bieber song right now:).

  • Today. Because we weren’t promised it.

Each season, day, moment, mistake, breathe, step, laughter, tear, kiss, sip of red wine, is a gift. It’s all a gift.

And I’m so very grateful.

XO,

Kat

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