Hi, I’m Annie.
I’m a wife.
Up until a short time ago, I didn’t even fully understand what that meant. My husband and I recently made it through an almost two-year separation. The experience of something so deeply devastating taught me more about love, life, pain, sadness, acceptance, forgiveness, joy, and living forward than I could have ever learned without such a trial. I appreciate Toby and our marriage more than ever and our love has a depth that I can’t even explain. Healing is possible… and powerful.
I’m a mama.
My two kiddos are the absolute joy of my life. I can remember when I was growing up, all I ever wanted to be was a mom. These two have fulfilled that dream and then some. I know I’m biased, but I think Emma and Noah are the two coolest, kindest, smartest, most amazing kids that have ever walked the planet. I’m blessed beyond belief to be their mama.
I’m a Christian.
Ever read The Shack or seen the movie? If you have, then you have a good idea of how I see God. If not, go read it or rent it – it will give you some amazing perspective on how you are loved by God and how we should all try to love each other. To me, faith is all about accepting people where they are with boundless love.
I’m a survivor.
Although I had a pretty outstanding childhood, my adult life has been riddled with challenges. So far I’ve made it through cancer, battled with weight, felt the pain of hopelessness, gone through a separation, and survived countless other losses and difficulties that I may or may not go into here. Each mountain has been difficult to climb, but I feel confident that every hurdle has worked for a greater purpose. I won’t be discussing the negatives here – only the infinite positives that can come from utter devastation.
I’m a photographer/videographer.
It’s crazy to think that this was my full time profession for about 10 years of my life. While taking work is less consistent because of school, I’m still incredibly passionate about documenting everyday moments for people as well as the big moments in life. Providing people with the ability to look back on the defining moments of their lives is an absolute privilege. And don’t even get me started on what it’s been like to document my children’s lives… not unless you want to see me melt into a teary mess.
I’m a lover of music.
Music speaks to my soul in a way that overwhelms me. A swell of violins, a soft harmony delicately layered over acoustic guitar, or a great set of lyrics… it all touches me so very deeply. I’ve been singing since I was a little girl and it brings me a joy that nothing else can, but I’m also happy to lay in the grass with headphones in as the sun kisses my face – just letting the music wash over me. Best artists of all time? Simon and Garfunkel and Damien Rice.
I’m a traveller.
Ever since my trip to Europe as a 15 year old, I’ve had a serious case of wanderlust. I want to get lost in strange places, take bike rides through forests, be overwhelmed by foreign customs, walk along beaches, hear people speak in languages I don’t understand, stand where people stood thousands of years ago, smell the aromas of early morning bread wafting through the streets of big cities and small towns, see the sky so black that the stars light the sky, and watch the sunset in a hundred places around the globe. The world isn’t to be seen via Google Images. I want to take it in with my own eyes and feel it with my heart.
I’m a writer.
Before I rekindled this blog, I had gone without journaling for several years. I just hadn’t been willing and/or able to set aside the time. But I need to make emptying my soul onto the page a priority. I know what it’s like to sorely miss the way that words flow from my heart through my fingertips and I’m not letting that happen again. It’s so calming and joyful to take the time to do a little bit of what has always made me happy. It’s not something to cross off of a to do list or a way to build a brand. It’s just me. Writing is just who I am and I love sharing it.