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Sydney, I’ve missed you. (And Maddy, I guess)
DC ✈️ SYD Embarking on a new chapter this Tuesday (can’t believe it’s actually happening!), but don’t worry, I’ll be back in the good ‘ole USA again in August for more adventures back home. 🇺🇸🇦🇺
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Get to see these kids in less than half an hour 😍
Happy anniversary you two! Thankful for the role models you are ❤️
My boys ❤️
“The only day to live for God is today.” You’ll definitely want to read this last blog post, not because I wrote it, but because it’s mainly points and thoughts given by my dads New Years bible lesson. So many good reminders that I know I needed! 😄
Been wanting to do some Christmas tree farm pics, and what better people to have in them than my brother’s family? ❤️
Happy to have had a relaxing holiday and preparing for the busyness of the new year. Plus, I have some crazy news to share soon 😁⁣ ⁣ 📸: @delaney.johnston
Merry Christmas Eve ✨ May your day involve some coffee
Swipe for a wink from Flynn 😉
A creative mind in the Big Apple = endless possibilities
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My nephews and niece come tomorrow ❤️ oh and @nathanielskelly & @charityskelly 😉
Grateful for this time of year that brings family all together ft. The Huynh family 💙
Not only is God our Creator, He is the master of imagery. Even the winds and waves obey Him. Wind and water are forces to be reckoned with. We cannot control it, and often cannot truly predict it. One minute the sea rages in all it’s forceful power, and the next reflects the pure definition of calmness. The wind seeks destruction, taking no captive, but can display kindness with its gentle touch. If such uncontrollable forces can be tamed with His voice, imagine how blinded eyes can be opened with His love?
I’ll gladly trade the cold gusts for humidity 🌬🌴
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Growing up I was all out tomboy. I just wanted to do what my older three brothers were doing for the most part— basketball, building forts, playing war, video games, etc. but I always had that all-girl in me. I loved my princess movies and playing with my Polly pockets (who remembers those?). My outfits consisted of basically whatever was clean or whatever my mom picked out for me when we went out. As I continued to get older and made my own fashion choices I think I made my mom cringe often especially since she has good taste herself.

It wasn’t until junior high that I had acquired a desire to care about how I look.

  Part of this journey (or anyone’s) is developing my own self-confidence. I was also extremely shy to the point of barely speaking to strangers and trying my best to avoid conversation (I still feel that way sometimes haha). My parents always pushed me to be involved in various things and to push myself. No matter how many things I was involved in, the choice was ultimately up to me of how I was going to apply the lessons to my life.

This is more than me developing my own style — that is just one element of the product. Through allowing God to develop the woman I’m meant to be, learning my strengths and weaknesses, embracing my personality, and pursuing things I love, I have become a much more confident person in Christ.

Does this mean I, absolutely love, everything about myself? Definitely not. I still struggle a lot with confidence and being happy with how God made me. Comparison is a black hole that only I can prevent myself from falling into.

2 comments on “Developing Style

  1. I can totally relate to the tomboy stage. It still creeps back now at 22.

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    1. Haha yes! I’m 22 now as well and still have some tomboy in me.

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