good life – by kara layne
Cultivating a good life means remembering that life is short.
It was 1994. My father had gone in for heart surgery and never came out of it. And there my mother stood with arms wrapped around my sisters and I. At the tender age of ten, I experienced the harsh reality of how short life really is. Looking back, I can honestly say that this significant event in my story has fueled and directed most of my decisions and how I look at certain aspects of life. It is the reason I do what I do.
Life is busy. Life is stressful. Life is messy. We all experience the everyday mundane. We all experience the sighs of exhaustion and sometimes the hope that tomorrow will be better. Life is not perfect and not always magical. I am not going to pretend that it is for the sake of transparency. I know these times well just as most of you do.
However, woven in between these more mundane times in our lives are fleeting moments of absolute perfection. Fleeting moments available for us to stop what we are doing and jump in with wild abandon. To forget the stress and the worry and to remember that tomorrow is never promised and that our story deserves these moments. We deserve these moments. We deserve these moments to fill our lungs with a renewed breath, to fill our minds with wonder, and to fill our hearts with a little love.
If my father were alive today, I would imagine he would tell you that he lived a full life. Although it was much too short, my father worked hard and played harder. He never missed an opportunity to teach my sisters and I important life lessons. He never missed an opportunity to stop what he was doing and just live. Looking back and even at the age of ten, I found him inspiring. As an adult, I find his outlook on life and how to live it inspiring.
Let us not forget or pretend. Life is busy. Life is stressful. Life is messy. We have responsibilities, we have hardships, we have full plates. But at the end of the day, what do we want to remember? Let us breathe in those around us, let us breathe in the fleeting moments of absolute perfection. Just a single moment or two. A single moment or two because that is all it takes. Because if tomorrow doesn’t come, what memory will we leave behind?
Note from Becky
Kara is part of our team and I consider that to be one of our greatest blessings. As our Visual Director, she oversees all things visual for our company (i.e., photography, website, the social media graphics that I share, that sort of stuff). Once upon a time – before we had a team to help David and I with everything we were doing to run the business, I was the one behind the camera taking all the product photos. How grateful I was to pass the baton to Kara, who is far more talented with the camera. She is truly so talented. So much of what Kara has been working on for several months now hasn’t even been seen outside of our little team, so that’s just a heads-up of some exciting things to come!
On a more personal note, Kara has photographed our family long before she actually worked for our company, so I’ve had the chance to get to know her quite well. She is a beautiful person. She understands the deepest kind of heartache and the greatest sense of joy. She struggles with the working mom balance that so many of us face. She spends time with me on a regular basis, photographing me in my personal space (our home), for the At Home with Becky series – and oftentimes we find ourselves in a laughing fit. I simply enjoy Kara and love her for being … her.