I’ve struggled with fitting in my whole life. I’ve tried to be the person I felt others expected me to be, I’ve tried to make myself the person I thought I should be. I’ve never felt enough. I’m quiet, I’m introverted, my favourite activities are solitary, I’m not “normal”, whatever that is.
Out in the world I can often feel like a square peg in a round hole. But at home, I am comfortable, I am myself, I am among friends. With my family I can be purely me, weird quirks and all. My home is where I belong. With Bruce and my children. With our cat, our computers, my stash of yarn, our scruffy garden and untidy house. Where I can sit by pond, in my pyjamas, taking photos of damselflies and wildflowers, marvelling at tiny creatures and talking to frogs. Where I can be me, just as I am, accepted and loved.
Inspired by the Weekly Photo Challenge: Place in the World
Beautiful captures Suzy – that one patterned flower is quite beautiful. Do you know what it is??
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It’s called a Snake’s Head Fritillary
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Good read, excellent nature captures
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amen..sister. Your home sounds wonderful.
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Your photos are amazing, Suzy. Was that flower really polka-dotted or is it photoshopped? I, too, am enjoying just staying home. And I don’t even have a family here, short of dogs and cats! Love your post today. Judy
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It’s real, it’s a Snake’s Head Fritillary
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What an amazing bloom. Loved your insect photos as well.
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We must be kindred spirits. I recognize so much of me in your description of yourself. ☺
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