Prompt 242: A Four Leaf Clover

Cold, vacant eyes stared down at the shrivelled piece of greenery in her palm. It was hard to believe that so much hatred could be directed at something so...insignificant. No..no. It was far from insignificant! There were people that would kill to find such a rare item. And yet Analia had been lucky..no..never that. Never lucky! Analia had been unfortunate enough to find the weed that had marred her life for the past several years.

Rail thin legs shifted against the rough cardboard that served as protection against the cold concrete beneath her. There had been a time she had been surrounded by lush italian marble and polished mahogany doors. Now..now there was nothing but the bitter cold wind against the shelter of blankets and trashcans she found refuge in. Once she had worn the most expensive designers money could buy. Now she wore threadbare, hand-me-downs that she rummaged out of dumbsters near the Goodwill.

The might fall hard, they say. The earth thunders beneath them as they land. There had been none of that for Analia DeLyon. Her landing had been unheard, unnoted by the world at large. No family was left behind, because they had been stripped away from her one by one. Tragedy wrapped itself around her like a shroud, grasping so tight she wondered why she did not choke at it's grip. And it all had begun the day she had found the four leaf clover in her father's garden, nestled beneath a large oak tree. The very same day that her parents were killed in a car accident.

How many times had Analia tried to lose the four cloved stigma? She had lost count. And yet, each time she did another tragedy would befall her life. The clover would show up in the shower or under her covers as she pulled them back. And the next day the company her father had put his life into went bancrupt. Or her fiance confesses that he loves another woman, and that she has to move out.

Shaking fingers, encased in grimy fingerless gloves, plucked one of the dainty leaves away with a vicious tug. It fluttered to the ground, lifeless and limp.

All I needed was some GPS....

Alright...alright...time to lock it down and get back on track. I can tell that my body is changing...even if the damn number on the scale does not seem to be budging. What is up with that?! Maybe it's my period? I DON'T KNOW. Ugh. That is exactly why I do not step on the scale. That right there!! But my size 20s...yes folks I wear a 20...are really loose. I can pull the dang things off my butt without unbuttoning/unzipping.

On a side note though, I am mucho excited about my photography. It's getting better...and I have SO many ideas. On top of that I have people asking me if I will take photos for them! A friend of mine wants me to shoot pictures at her reception..and a woman I found on craigslist needs me to shoot her wedding as well. Her's I am doing for free. She is disabled and so is her fiance, and it kinda tugged at my strings...But I think I am getting to the point where I need to start charging. Soon. Very soon. The next step will be to actually get my website launched. And to come up with an actual list of prices.

I've been dreaming of planning events. It keeps creeping up on me. There is so much I want to do. So many ideas I want to impliment. But my wedding is over, this presents a problem. I am going to have to create an outlet for this soon, before it drives me nuts. Because saving all of these centerpieces, flowers, gowns, and what not on my computer is NOT healthy. STOP IT!!

On that note, time to get agoing. Hope ya'll are doing well.

~ A.

Excited about the future...

So lately I have been talking with a fellow photographer friend of mine. I shot a wedding with her on NYE. It was amazing. I learned a ton, and realized there is a ton more for me to learn.

Anyways, we are throwing a boudoir party at the end of this month. It should be nothing short of amazing. We are getting a makeup artist to come in and do the make up for the women. There will be appetizers and mimosas and all around greatness. I'm excited at the thought of possible perspectives for what may come of this. There could be more parties in the future, maybe studio space and a new business partner?

This photographer is amazing. She has a genuine spirit and is just all around awesome. I can see learning alot from her, and I'm excited to step out into this new journey.

I have ideas for a studio buzzing in the back of my head. Pretty little sets, gorgeous reception area. But that's in the future. One day at a time ya know.

On another note, I've lost another inch on my waist. Don't ask me how it is I did it, because I have not been going to the gym because I have been busy, so I don't know what is causing it. In the long run, I don't care. I am out of size 20 and into an 18. And I don't even know how long I will last in the 18s.

Excited for me? I know I am!

Time to get back into the game....

Alright...so as you can see, I disappeared for a long while. Guess what...? I am back now. Not skinny, but still working on it. I am healthy though. No binging, no purging...no ugliness in the least. There have been moments of weakness, but all I have to do is look at that little chubby faced cherub that I birthed, and life gets better.

I am in my second semester at Metro. Looks like I may be switching over to Clarkson though, if I can help it. I am applying for a scholarship there. Hopefully I get it. Hopefully I will be able to change some things and get on the right path. There are other options though, incase this falls through.

Let's see...what else? Photography...its bumping along. There is alot I want to do with it, but it's a slow moving process considering the price of the equipment. But my faith was restored in my vision and eye. Yay. Thank you J for that. She's an amazing photog, that helped me see again.

Nothing overly earthshattering. I just missed posting and taking down all of my thoughts. It's time to get back into it. I'm taking the reigns again. Getting back in the drivers seat. You scared yet? I'm not.