2022—if you know you know. It feels gauche to be sincere on social media but because what helped me most was hearing other people’s stories and because transparency is all too rare and my gratitude all too abundant—I feel the need to be open about the depths to which this year sent me. I dealt with many unexpected mental and physical health challenges— times when I truly could not see my way out. It’s something I’ve been fortunate to not have experienced at that level ever before. It’s something that sneaks up on you in ways I could not have been prepared for. And while this hasn’t been the easiest of years, it has been one of the most beautiful, unique, memorable and inspiring. During those hard times, one constant became seeking out beauty in nature and finding a much deeper appreciation for it than ever before. Connection to work and art that inspired me became much more meaningful through struggle. Most importantly, my friends and family stepped up for me in ways that make it difficult to not quote Silver Linings Playbook right here (but really “I’ll never forget what everyone did for me” and “Sunday really is my favorite day again”). The gratitude I feel for all around me has never been stronger than it is at the end of this rocky, amazing, messy, beautiful year. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
2022—if you know you know. It feels gauche to be sincere on social media but because what helped me most was hearing other people’s stories and because transparency is all too rare and my gratitude all too abundant—I feel the need to be open about the depths to which this year sent me. I dealt with many unexpected mental and physical health challenges— times when I truly could not see my way out. It’s something I’ve been fortunate to not have experienced at that level ever before. It’s something that sneaks up on you in ways I could not have been prepared for. And while this hasn’t been the easiest of years, it has been one of the most beautiful, unique, memorable and inspiring. During those hard times, one constant became seeking out beauty in nature and finding a much deeper appreciation for it than ever before. Connection to work and art that inspired me became much more meaningful through struggle. Most importantly, my friends and family stepped up for me in ways that make it difficult to not quote Silver Linings Playbook right here (but really “I’ll never forget what everyone did for me” and “Sunday really is my favorite day again”). The gratitude I feel for all around me has never been stronger than it is at the end of this rocky, amazing, messy, beautiful year. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
2022—if you know you know. It feels gauche to be sincere on social media but because what helped me most was hearing other people’s stories and because transparency is all too rare and my gratitude all too abundant—I feel the need to be open about the depths to which this year sent me. I dealt with many unexpected mental and physical health challenges— times when I truly could not see my way out. It’s something I’ve been fortunate to not have experienced at that level ever before. It’s something that sneaks up on you in ways I could not have been prepared for. And while this hasn’t been the easiest of years, it has been one of the most beautiful, unique, memorable and inspiring. During those hard times, one constant became seeking out beauty in nature and finding a much deeper appreciation for it than ever before. Connection to work and art that inspired me became much more meaningful through struggle. Most importantly, my friends and family stepped up for me in ways that make it difficult to not quote Silver Linings Playbook right here (but really “I’ll never forget what everyone did for me” and “Sunday really is my favorite day again”). The gratitude I feel for all around me has never been stronger than it is at the end of this rocky, amazing, messy, beautiful year. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
2022—if you know you know. It feels gauche to be sincere on social media but because what helped me most was hearing other people’s stories and because transparency is all too rare and my gratitude all too abundant—I feel the need to be open about the depths to which this year sent me. I dealt with many unexpected mental and physical health challenges— times when I truly could not see my way out. It’s something I’ve been fortunate to not have experienced at that level ever before. It’s something that sneaks up on you in ways I could not have been prepared for. And while this hasn’t been the easiest of years, it has been one of the most beautiful, unique, memorable and inspiring. During those hard times, one constant became seeking out beauty in nature and finding a much deeper appreciation for it than ever before. Connection to work and art that inspired me became much more meaningful through struggle. Most importantly, my friends and family stepped up for me in ways that make it difficult to not quote Silver Linings Playbook right here (but really “I’ll never forget what everyone did for me” and “Sunday really is my favorite day again”). The gratitude I feel for all around me has never been stronger than it is at the end of this rocky, amazing, messy, beautiful year. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
2022—if you know you know. It feels gauche to be sincere on social media but because what helped me most was hearing other people’s stories and because transparency is all too rare and my gratitude all too abundant—I feel the need to be open about the depths to which this year sent me. I dealt with many unexpected mental and physical health challenges— times when I truly could not see my way out. It’s something I’ve been fortunate to not have experienced at that level ever before. It’s something that sneaks up on you in ways I could not have been prepared for. And while this hasn’t been the easiest of years, it has been one of the most beautiful, unique, memorable and inspiring. During those hard times, one constant became seeking out beauty in nature and finding a much deeper appreciation for it than ever before. Connection to work and art that inspired me became much more meaningful through struggle. Most importantly, my friends and family stepped up for me in ways that make it difficult to not quote Silver Linings Playbook right here (but really “I’ll never forget what everyone did for me” and “Sunday really is my favorite day again”). The gratitude I feel for all around me has never been stronger than it is at the end of this rocky, amazing, messy, beautiful year. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
2022—if you know you know. It feels gauche to be sincere on social media but because what helped me most was hearing other people’s stories and because transparency is all too rare and my gratitude all too abundant—I feel the need to be open about the depths to which this year sent me. I dealt with many unexpected mental and physical health challenges— times when I truly could not see my way out. It’s something I’ve been fortunate to not have experienced at that level ever before. It’s something that sneaks up on you in ways I could not have been prepared for. And while this hasn’t been the easiest of years, it has been one of the most beautiful, unique, memorable and inspiring. During those hard times, one constant became seeking out beauty in nature and finding a much deeper appreciation for it than ever before. Connection to work and art that inspired me became much more meaningful through struggle. Most importantly, my friends and family stepped up for me in ways that make it difficult to not quote Silver Linings Playbook right here (but really “I’ll never forget what everyone did for me” and “Sunday really is my favorite day again”). The gratitude I feel for all around me has never been stronger than it is at the end of this rocky, amazing, messy, beautiful year. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
2022—if you know you know. It feels gauche to be sincere on social media but because what helped me most was hearing other people’s stories and because transparency is all too rare and my gratitude all too abundant—I feel the need to be open about the depths to which this year sent me. I dealt with many unexpected mental and physical health challenges— times when I truly could not see my way out. It’s something I’ve been fortunate to not have experienced at that level ever before. It’s something that sneaks up on you in ways I could not have been prepared for. And while this hasn’t been the easiest of years, it has been one of the most beautiful, unique, memorable and inspiring. During those hard times, one constant became seeking out beauty in nature and finding a much deeper appreciation for it than ever before. Connection to work and art that inspired me became much more meaningful through struggle. Most importantly, my friends and family stepped up for me in ways that make it difficult to not quote Silver Linings Playbook right here (but really “I’ll never forget what everyone did for me” and “Sunday really is my favorite day again”). The gratitude I feel for all around me has never been stronger than it is at the end of this rocky, amazing, messy, beautiful year. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
2022—if you know you know. It feels gauche to be sincere on social media but because what helped me most was hearing other people’s stories and because transparency is all too rare and my gratitude all too abundant—I feel the need to be open about the depths to which this year sent me. I dealt with many unexpected mental and physical health challenges— times when I truly could not see my way out. It’s something I’ve been fortunate to not have experienced at that level ever before. It’s something that sneaks up on you in ways I could not have been prepared for. And while this hasn’t been the easiest of years, it has been one of the most beautiful, unique, memorable and inspiring. During those hard times, one constant became seeking out beauty in nature and finding a much deeper appreciation for it than ever before. Connection to work and art that inspired me became much more meaningful through struggle. Most importantly, my friends and family stepped up for me in ways that make it difficult to not quote Silver Linings Playbook right here (but really “I’ll never forget what everyone did for me” and “Sunday really is my favorite day again”). The gratitude I feel for all around me has never been stronger than it is at the end of this rocky, amazing, messy, beautiful year. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
2022—if you know you know. It feels gauche to be sincere on social media but because what helped me most was hearing other people’s stories and because transparency is all too rare and my gratitude all too abundant—I feel the need to be open about the depths to which this year sent me. I dealt with many unexpected mental and physical health challenges— times when I truly could not see my way out. It’s something I’ve been fortunate to not have experienced at that level ever before. It’s something that sneaks up on you in ways I could not have been prepared for. And while this hasn’t been the easiest of years, it has been one of the most beautiful, unique, memorable and inspiring. During those hard times, one constant became seeking out beauty in nature and finding a much deeper appreciation for it than ever before. Connection to work and art that inspired me became much more meaningful through struggle. Most importantly, my friends and family stepped up for me in ways that make it difficult to not quote Silver Linings Playbook right here (but really “I’ll never forget what everyone did for me” and “Sunday really is my favorite day again”). The gratitude I feel for all around me has never been stronger than it is at the end of this rocky, amazing, messy, beautiful year. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
sick in a hotel room thinking back to happier times (4 days ago) and getting caught having too many pina coladas…ah those were the days
sick in a hotel room thinking back to happier times (4 days ago) and getting caught having too many pina coladas…ah those were the days
Breaking: Italian Girl Goes French (or living my Kim Basinger in 9 1/2 Weeks dreams) ((thank you to the best @mrlukaro ))
Breaking: Italian Girl Goes French (or living my Kim Basinger in 9 1/2 Weeks dreams) ((thank you to the best @mrlukaro ))
Breaking: Italian Girl Goes French (or living my Kim Basinger in 9 1/2 Weeks dreams) ((thank you to the best @mrlukaro ))