Milestones and Moments

Life isn’t a matter of milestones, but of moments.
Rose Kennedy

This is my 100th blog post. I’ve been thinking about it for about a week, knowing it was coming up. I wanted to do something different for it, since it’s a milestone. I’ve been trying to come up with some sort of a special photograph to go along with it – a new location, a new technique, something different.

But my inspiration failed me.

It’s been a good week for me, in many ways. I have reached daily and weekly highs on views of my blog, I hit 100 blog followers (not counting Facebook followers), and I won my first photo contest. But a couple of comments and events in Second Life upset me, and I’ve barely logged on. Oh, well…we appreciate the sunshine more after the rain, right? I’ll get over it and I’ll soon be prancing my way happily through SL again soon, drama be damned.

Instead, I’ve decided that the moments are more important than the milestone. So rather than stress over an all new photo for this post, I have created a gallery of some companion shots of those I’ve blogged before. Most are new edits; the others are ones that for one reason or another, I didn’t choose at the time. But each one represents a moment in the evolution of my journey.

You can click on a photo to enlarge it, or just glance over the thumbnails. Either way, this is a glimpse of my story thus far.

Thank you for being a part of my world. This blog has come to be a reflection of who I am. Each moment I share here lets you see a bit more of who I am. Not just Peep, but the real me.

I hope you stick around for the next 100…and more.

Washing Away The Tears

1 Letting The Sunshine Back In

I lost someone I love yesterday. If you follow my blog or scan down the page, you will see my post about tears. I’m still grieving, and I will be for a long time to come, but I need to move past my tears and try to accept that she is gone.

So, this morning, I took down my curtains and washed the windows in my apartment. Well, at least the inside of the windows; one of the perils of being an apartment-dweller is the inability to reach the outside. Regardless, the simple act of mixing the vinegar and water, washing and polishing helped me to bring back the sunshine. Both emotionally and in reality. As a metaphor, it describes what I am trying to do to recover from my loss.

The photo above is one I took a few weeks ago, but never shared publicly. The original intent was very different from what this version represents. I played with an overlay that was similar to the background to bring a bit more sunlight into the image. I’m looking back – at the memories and laughter she brought to my life. And there are still shadows. But the sunshine is spilling softly around me, brightening my life, lifting my mood.