Monday, November 26, 2012

If you really knew me…


If you really knew me, you’d know that I can sometimes be a daydreamer; I’d much rather sit and fantasize about the future than live in the present.

If you really knew me, you’d know that I am a worrywart; I try to be optimistic but the anxious and overbearing pessimistic side usually takes over. This became 10x worse when my son was born. I’d rather be safe than sorry. Wouldn’t you?

If you really knew me, you would know that some days I just don’t want to answer my phone or reply to texts. Sorry. It’s not you, it’s me :P

If you really knew me, you’d know that I am the baby of the family; I have two sisters and two brothers. One of my sisters is in heaven and the other is my best friend, we are so much alike that it scares me, but I’ve always wanted that I guess :) 

If you really knew me, you’d know that I am never without my camera. I feel naked without it. Funny thing, it’s not even mine.. Daniel bought it for work a few years ago and I ended up taking it over. Mine :) He knows I make better use of it anyway.

I’ve been seeing these posts around the blogging community lately and I thought it would be fun to share one with ya’ll. If you have a similar post and would like to share, leave a comment below with the link!


1 comment:

  1. I used to carry my camera with me all the time, too. I had my little point and shoot, and it fit perfectly into my back pocket. When I was at school, I always had it in my backpack, stowed away in case I needed it. Now I have my DSLR, and it's bulkier, its case a bit heavier. And it certainly doesn't fit in my pocket. :) I don't always take it with me, just because it is so large. However, I am so grateful that I have it.

    And you have a handful of siblings. :) I have only one, a brother eight years my senior. I have always wondered what it would be like to have a sister. I would like to have a relationship with her that you have with yours. :)