Wardrobe Diaries

Light Flares

Have you ever heard the Yiddish proverb, “If you want to hear God laugh tell him your plans.” During my sister’s college graduation ceremony this past weekend the commencement speaker uttered that saying and instantly I scoffed at myself. I have never related to something so much, especially right now in my life. I don’t know what it is but I can’t seem to stop trying to control ALL THE THINGS. My kids, my job, the people around me, my emotions, any and all scenarios – I’m becoming the ultimate control freak. If you don’t know me personally, you don’t know that by nature I’m a pretty easy going person. Some would even go as far as to call me a pushover. The fact that I’m becoming a Type A personality is odd, and it’s even annoying me!

So you can imagine the scene when these photos were taken. I instantly blamed my husband for, how did I put it, “over capturing the light.” See, annoying! We tried moving locations, adjusting the ISO, even switching to manual mode and the light flares kept showing up in each shot. After countless eye rolls from both my husband and myself, some profanity and few apologies (from me to Kevin), I finally decided to give in and let the light “do it’s thing”.

Looking back at these images I only see a lecture from the Big Guy Upstairs. The light flares are God’s way of reminding me that I’ve got no control over anything, especially my “plans”. So whether the kids are trying to do a coup d’état, or a work presentation is going awry, I’ve got to remember that the only thing I can control is the way I react to said disastrous events. So with that, enjoy the pretty rainbows;)