Atlanta...

My time here in Atlanta when quite spent differently than I had originally planned. I had expected to dwell in photo shoots during my time here- however, the inevitable occurred: sticking hot humid weather.

I used to live here, in the South. Atlanta, Georgia was a place I once called "home." It had been a hot "minute", as my friend Tracy would say since my last visit. It was in that minute, that much transpired in this life of mine. Too much. Three years of it drained my heart of the very person I was, and even greater, how I loved.

Atlanta will always own a chunk of my heart. The faces that grace my presence here are ones that are stowed away with me wherever it is that I venture too. And my life being where it is at the moment, that is a significant gift.


Chapter II has been mentioned plenty, so I don't really need to go into that...but I do need to remember a few things...


A.) My friends and the love I have here in the South does not disappear just because I am  physically not here.


B.) I am stronger now than I ever have been in life; this will be a much utilized tool throughout this new chapter...


C.) Me. I have myself, no matter where I go. As do I carry the self love that is a profound gift that I have allowed myself to open.


D.) Life, is indeed, a beautiful thing. It is a ballroom, and the music sways me gently as I waltz through this journey. I will remember what I was told from my "Mother of the South",
"Dance Pammy- forget all the steps. You just need to Dance!"

So, as I prepare myself for sleep tonight, early, and at a decent time, I remind myself that the unknown is many things...scary, anxious, beautiful, and most importantly, a wonderful journey that will bring many of gifts, and not just to me, but the ability to give to others and share this thing that I call my life...

©brokenimagery

p.s. E.) don't forget to enjoy the ride..