I have always envied the people in my life who are experts in one field. My dad and older brother are experts in music. They’re the kind of people who know every band member’s name, every other band they’ve ever been in, and any other album they’ve been a guest on. My mom is an expert nurse. She found her passion when we were younger and has been in the same job for 20 years now and still loves (almost) every minute of it. My little brother is an expert in all things science and nature. He is a voracious reader and so smart.

I’ve always felt that I know a little bit about a couple areas of interest. I know a little bit about yoga through practicing and teaching. But I never dove deep down into the 8-limb path or the sutras. I know a little bit about sewing, a little bit about calligraphy, a little bit about water coloring, but I’ve never dedicated myself to hours of practice to really develop a skill. I even struggle sometimes with calling myself an expert in child development, even though I received my master’s degree in it this past May.

I spent this past Sunday in San Francisco with Betsy and Brooke. Brooke asked me why I hadn’t posted recently, and this is what I’ve come up with: I want what I produce here to be meaningful and thoughtful. Sometimes I’ll just post photographs, with a little background information about where they were taken. And sometimes that’s all I’ve got. But I think I hold back on posting because I don’t feel like I have something important to say or share at the time. I am not a fashion blogger. I am not a foodie, or exercise expert. I don’t have a wealth of knowledge to share on any one topic. But here is what I’m good at:

I’m a great friend. And in return I have a couple great friends that mean the world to me.
I am a great listener.
I am a good photographer. And I believe what will make me great one day is my passion for it and my desire to learn more.
I am passionate about community and connection.
I am good at listening to the girls that I work with and being a confidant.

xxo