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![I brought my camera on this trip but didn’t end up using it [except for the first day] because my shoots didn’t work out & didn’t want to lug around my camera equipment since we’ve been walking eight miles a day. #thestruggleisreal I had all these cool photos and videos planned and none of those things happened. .
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Honestly I’m glad it didn’t work out. It was nice to live in the moment, spend quality time with friends, exploring the city and not worrying about capturing “Instagram worthy” photos.
It’s hard being a creative — I constantly struggle with posting stuff on here: does it match my feed, will people care, is this insta worthy, etc etc etc. It sounds shallow and lame and tbh it is haha. So, I took a step back and was reminded that there’s no joy in being consumed over something that doesn’t have eternity. .
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Our time here on earth is short and Instagram won’t be around forever. #deepbuttrue and it’s so easy to get caught up playing the comparison game on here. I’m learning to focus on being intentional and being IN the moment and it’s been so dang freeing. If you’re struggling with this too, you’re not alone. I’m fighting that say battle and have found that being authentic is what it’s all about ✌🏼| Anyways, here’s a pic of John’s coffee because mine was all gone and his looked cooler ;)](https://static1.squarespace.com/static/5b2158cf96d4550a2977e664/5b215bbbc3c16a37ffc01132/5ba18e50dc3f5ca2ded6f972/1537314398763/)
![I was a sophomore in high school when we visited Italy for the third time. We would spend up to three weeks hanging out with our extended family during the summer (all my dad’s family lives over there) and exploring the beautiful country. A part of me always felt at home while we were there.
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Fast forward to now, after getting off the plane in Barcelona, the same feelings came back. I felt at home. And I’ve never even been here before. .
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I think what makes a home isn’t always the place, but the people there. In Italy, I was surrounded by my family — family I grew up with up and family I had just met for the first time. Here, I’m with my sweet husband and our close friends [who are also moving with us] and being together with everyone has felt like home. 💛🏡](https://static1.squarespace.com/static/5b2158cf96d4550a2977e664/5b215bbbc3c16a37ffc01132/5b9e747f8a41347f8dca2c00/1537111176632/)
