I spend a lot of mornings waking up in hotel rooms. Melissa and I spent a lot of our savings a few years ago building our dream home and there's no better place to come home to but the longer I do this job the more I realize that home is where my family is. This week, home has been in St. Louis with me at a Marriott downtown. Having the chance to dance with these two and their mommy at the wedding last night was a total treat for me and putting a camera around my 5 year old's neck and watching him play photographer was a blast. I'm so grateful for the amazing woman I married and the way she makes our two jobs, our two crazy kids, lots of time on the road, and lots of big dreams all come together. Leaving STL today to head back to our real home another adventure complete.
iPhone image by my insanely talented wife @melissaboyer
#EXOrDIUMdotinSeoul Moments 💞
Suho was singing Produce 101 Nayana (Pick Me) and changed the lyrics to 'Me who's waiting for EXO-L' 🎶
Then there was Jongin asking shyly and timidly,
🐻 : so we arent the only one you guys like?
👭 : noooo, not like that
Its because a whole crowd were singing along Broduce song w Suho 😆 Seriously, Jongin act like a jealous boyfie haha he is so cutee like i wanna keep him 😁😙 (-> actually there is fancam shot this moment too~)
words from January 🌒#poempieces " . . .
on other nights
the Moon must march in darkness,
rising over the horizon in isolation,
bathing and basking in her own pool of light.
She brings all the needs.
Without the display of her Sun's set
she is welcomed in her own fullness,
the feminine ruler of our land,
the needle that pulls the thread of constellations,
preserving and then presenting the stars.
When black buries blue
she is the light that burns through,
and although the Sun and Moon
do a beautiful doe-si-doe
Nature ensures they remember
their sovereign selves and what they reign.
So on days when I feel
like a Moon without a Sun
I reflect instead
on the mystical power of one.
How some nights
a quiet crescent seems so alone
when she is in fact,
only following Nature's flow
that insists we each individually know
There's power in being whole
and persisting with the cycles
that only urge us to grow.
When the world can feel
and sip from a cup so sweetly filled
in wonderful and blossoming solitude,
a pure uniting is called forth.
Two decided souls
of opposing demeanor
can be brought together
to dance in the circles
of dramatic fusion . . . "