I get stressed…. I don’t know if you can relate. There’s so much I want to do perfectly, so much I want to accomplish. Life’s scary sometimes. I get stressed. Do you get stressed? I get stressed.
A couple days ago, my stress got the best of me and I found myself out of breath and slightly panicked. Christopher turns to me and quietly says, “Deep breath. NOW. (I take a deep breath) Let it out slowly. NOW. (I let it out) Deep breath. Let it out slowly.” I turned to him feeling slightly better, but still felt panic deep in my muscles. As I nervously hop out of the car, he grabs my chin, turns me to him, looks me straight in the eyes and says, “You are GOOD at what you do. Remember to have fun and ENJOY what you do…. because that’s more important than being perfect.” With that he lets me go, kisses my forehead and kicks me out of the car. As I walked into the hotel I was shooting at, I thought about what he said…. and a soft smile appeared on my face. I found the elevator, punched in the floor number and as the doors closed I said a little prayer of thanks for the sweet nothings that keep me going strong.
Here’s a few I thought of on the ride…
My morning cup of coffee in the mug Betsy got me for my birthday a couple weeks ago…
The sound of his voice…
The way my legs turn to jell-o when he looks at me…
The 24 long-stemmed roses he got me to celebrate my 24th birthday…
The sneaky things he does to remind me he cares…
Don’t worry… the wedding blog post is coming soon. In the mean time, enjoy the sweet nothings today has for you…. 🙂
I get stressed…. I don’t know if you can relate. There’s so much I want to do perfectly, so much I want to accomplish. Life’s scary sometimes. I get stressed. Do you get stressed? I get stressed.
A couple days ago, my stress got the best of me and I found myself out of breath and slightly panicked. Christopher turns to me and quietly says, “Deep breath. NOW. (I take a deep breath) Let it out slowly. NOW. (I let it out) Deep breath. Let it out slowly.” I turned to him feeling slightly better, but still felt panic deep in my muscles. As I nervously hop out of the car, he grabs my chin, turns me to him, looks me straight in the eyes and says, “You are GOOD at what you do. Remember to have fun and ENJOY what you do…. because that’s more important than being perfect.” With that he lets me go, kisses my forehead and kicks me out of the car. As I walked into the hotel I was shooting at, I thought about what he said…. and a soft smile appeared on my face. I found the elevator, punched in the floor number and as the doors closed I said a little prayer of thanks for the sweet nothings that keep me going strong.
Here’s a few I thought of on the ride…
My morning cup of coffee in the mug Betsy got me for my birthday a couple weeks ago…
The sound of his voice…
The way my legs turn to jell-o when he looks at me…
The 24 long-stemmed roses he got me to celebrate my 24th birthday…
The sneaky things he does to remind me he cares…
Don’t worry… the wedding blog post is coming soon. In the mean time, enjoy the sweet nothings today has for you…. 🙂
