A Letter of Gratitude
Over the years you guys have liked and commented and messaged here on Instagram as I have shifted this account from my blog eat.live.make ( remember those gluten-free recipes, Lacy and Meg GF, and all those DIY’s?!) to my photography business, m.newsom photography. Last year you were kind and gentle as i changed the name of my business to meg hill photo. .
Most of you have been there for me as i have navigated life with undiagnosed illnesses, job changes, some pretty awful photos as i was learning how to shoot, a diagnosis of ehlers-danlos syndrome, heartbreaks and moves and divorces and puppies and kids and friends and trips and tears and laughs. .
You have traveled with me all over the united states, and you have quite literally put food on my table when we navigated lean years while David was in nursing school. .
You have been patient with me as I navigate my faith, my relationships and my life rhythms. .
I have hurt some of you, I have loved some of you too hard, i have decorated your homes and picked blueberries with your kids. I have loved you from my bed as i painted and binged netflix. .
You have helped me get out of bed. Especially after my miscarriages and my hysterectomy. I have watched your bellies swell, i have seen you adopt and give birth to these amazingly complex little humans that I fall in love with every time I walk through your doors. I keep them in my heart as if they were my own. Thank you. .
You have loved me when i have needed it the most, your doors always open to me when i need a place to stay on my journey. Your early morning family breakfasts, your late night snuggles, and your magic hour walks have been my heartbeat as I have seen you through my lens. .
You have showed me what love looks like, and have opened my eyes to the beauty of the world around me. You have encouraged me and wiped my tears when the weight of life has been too heavy. .
Lately I find myself wiping tears from my eyes even more often than I did when the darkness surrounded me. I look around me and all I see is beauty and my heart overflows out of my eye balls. Literally. I just can’t help it. It’s like a heart-flood. .
Keep that faith you have had in me for the past, what?, seven years?! I am going through the process of finding myself. Of forgiving the hurts and healing the wounds that never seemed to scab over. I am going through this crazy process of becoming, and i honestly cannot wait to share myself with you.
So much lies ahead that we cannot even imagine. I’d love the opportunity to give you the same gift you have given me.