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    Greetings from Ireland, everybody! I’ve spent the last week gallivanting around this beautiful place, talking to as many people as humanly possible, and taking all of the pictures (which man, I can’t wait to show you!).

    But now its the evening before we leave and I’ve got home on my mind.

    I love to travel and have been lucky to do it a lot. So much of what I do is fueled by a love of exploring new places – be that by foot in my own backyard or train in a far off country. It’s one of the reasons I LOVE shooting destination weddings and elopements so much and one of the things that keeps me doing when I feel like I’m drowning in work and life and laundry.

    Few things make me happier than heading out on the road or settling in with a glass of wine on a long flight. That feeling when you get off the plane and you don’t know what time it is, your money doesn’t work, you may not speak the language, and you have no idea how to do something as simple as order a coffee? I LOVE that feeling.

    It used to be that when I’d travel (whether it was road trips from home or longer trips to farther away places) I’d dread all of it ending. It always felt like Christmas being over. All of that build up and then suddenly it was gone.

    Returning home has always been bittersweet but these days? These days its way more sweet than it is bitter.

    Since our son was born almost five years ago (whoah!) we’ve been lucky to be able to go on a whole bunch of big trips. And while we travel and camp with him a ton while we’re home, we’ve left him with my parents (who are basically saints!) when we’ve gone anywhere farther away. We plan to travel with him a bunch when he’s a little bit older but for now its always been easier – and significantly less expensive – to let his grandparents spoil him rotten (just this last week he’s gone zip lining, paddleboarding, toured a gold mine, gone to a movie, and probably eaten his weight in desserts!) while we enjoy some downtime.

    Its awesome – it also means that a huge chunk of my heart is back in Colorado. And that’s not even taking into account the dogs (who I also miss a ton – but in a different, less feel-it-in-my-bones kind of way).

    Leaving him is hard but good for all involved. We get to remember what it feels like to have minimal responsibility, his grandparents get to spend so much time with him, and he gets practice at what I believe are some pretty important things (like being away from us and understanding that he can rely on other people). I wouldn’t trade these trips for the world. The difference is that now I get just as excited about coming home as I do about leaving.

    I’m less than a month from the next big trip (headed to Iceland to shoot some elopements! I’m SO stoked!). I’m so excited to board that plane to another place I’ve never been but for now? For now I’m looking forward to some downtime with my crew. I’m looking forward to being home.

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