It’s hard to know where to begin. It seems like just a little while ago that I was collecting my thoughts about 2012 and recollecting on moving back to the US and now it’s already a year later. Twenty Fourteen.
So much happened this year. I’m talking about definitive, life-changing stuff. The most important of which is certainly my own wedding. On May 25th, Hillary and I were wed here in Colorado. It was the exact wedding we wanted to have–alongside the people we love and who have helped shape us into who we are today.
This year marked the largest amount of miles I have logged in flights and road trips, equaling over 40,000 miles across the world and back. I photographed weddings on three continents and in four countries. I visited old friends and made new ones along the way.
Despite this, though–the most incredible thing about this year is that I had a Home. This year marks a conclusion to a chapter that has been five-years in the making. Since I was 18, the longest I had ever lived in one place was 10 months. Until now.
Don’t get me wrong, Home isn’t simply a building. It’s a physical place, yes, but it’s also a state of mind. Hillary and I are now proud homeowners, but we’re still in the process of building our Home. Home, for me, is a place of refuge and safety. Home is where I turn to when things are difficult, and where I retreat to when I’m tired out. My home is in Colorado, in a neighborhood of Denver. My home is my wife. And our home is built on Christ. Marriage is a lot of work, but it is rewarding like nothing else, knowing that I’m giving everything to build up the one I love.
Twenty-Fourteen is going to be an incredible year, filled with a lot of new things–things that both terrify me and that I can’t wait to participate it.
But I’m thankful for this past year. This year has been one of the best to date and it reminds me that the reason for all this–the reason I work so hard–is ultimately to be able to give to the ones I love. Here’s to a great year that we’ve had, and to an even better one to come.