My Instagram Birthday was this past Wednesday!
This is how I celebrated:
I joined at the insistence of Caroline Clonts and since then. Well.
It is the first thing that I check when I wake up every morning. Without fail.
Instagram has opened my eyes to the beauty of everyday life, the importance of everyday things, and the feelings and thoughts attached to everything we see and do. Needless to say [apparently I am obsessed with using that phrase. Which means I enjoy stating the obvious?] Instagram is a beautiful community connecting peoples of all ages, places, and ability. Using filters [and other editing apps that swallow Itunes giftcards whole] IG users are called to make everything feel vintage, modern, abstract, or colorful, and best of all Square. One day, Walgreens is going to realize that I don't want to print in 3x4 anymore! With my IG birthday falling towards the end of the year, it is in accordance with the classic time of retrospect. Below. I have selected 10 (or more) of my favorite pictures and words from a year with IG. However, due to my unorganized organizational style, they are scrambled and not posted in any specific order such as alphabetical, by date, or by preference.
People will tell you that it's a bad idea. And chances are. It is.
I'll float away if you aren't careful. I'll float away and I'll never be back.
I don't have control of the wonder after all.. . ..
I didn't know if I was running away from the day or into the day. . .
She waits. Even though she doesn't have to. They will flock to her.
Everyone will. . .She waits though.
We're just three girls in a car. Going places.
And there is nothing simple about that.
And she is off on grand adventure #1,393,027,738,207,379,302. . .
Blink of the lights. Blink of the talent.
Today there is so much to read with so little time. I'm wishing I could soak everything in. Today.
I waited in the dark. You waited in the dark. It was only after meeting together in a pool of light, with roses as our backdrop that I realized I didn't have to wait in the dark alone. . . that the waiting was finally over.
A cautionary tale for all. One day, for it happens for everyone, a quick crawling something will make itself known. It will be odd and you might ask others to take a look. They will and they will sigh and tell you it is nothing to worry about. That is. Until it sets a fire alarm off. For you aren't the only one that it is creeping in on. It will make you mad, You will tip toe around it. Sometimes you are just too tired and you walk right through. But is it love?. . . Or is it hate? Well. It's both. It happens to everyone.
Caution is advised.
If you aren't going forward. But you aren't moving back. But you aren't standing still.
Well. Then. You might could possibly be a real live human.
If a father looks close enough he an see her growing up. . .
She didn't really know what was ahead. But someone told her that the bright moments were hardly few and far between but rather one right after another.
And she sighed a sigh of relief.
Waiting for my prince to come and the gloom to go.
And they all came tumbling down...
I look into the future. And all I can see is my head popping off. . .
Enough said. Actually. A lot said <3
When the silence of the snow turns to laughter in the snow
And Last but not least: My very first IG post: Entitled:
Here is to many more years of posting on Instagram! And a Happy New Year!