I’m a woman just like any other. My self-confidence is an ongoing ebb and flow. There are moments that I feel beautiful and proud, but there are many more moments that I can’t find a single thing about myself that I like.
Action and reaction, ebb and flow, trial and error, change – this is the rhythm of living. Out of our over-confidence, fear; out of our fear, clearer vision, fresh hope. And out of hope, progress.
However, this year I joined a group of photographers for a project, a challenge, that’s purpose was to get its participants in front of the lens 52 times. I wasn’t sure how I felt about taking a photo of myself once a week. At first, I felt a little vain. But the more I documented myself this year, by myself and with my family, I realized that having photos of myself…
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