A New Leaf

Angie Warren

Time to get real: I feel as though an introduction of sorts is in order. Not the kind you think though. For the first time in nearly 10 years, I stand here proudly and say, "Hi my name is Angie. I'm a wife, mama, and homeschooler from N Cal, who by the grace of a God is, writing a book."...

Did you catch that? Did you notice something, missing? Did you happen to see that I stopped there? I used to pride myself on adding things like 'lifestyle + wedding photographer', or 'freelance artist', or 'mentor', or 'founder/owner/CEO' whatever title you want to add.

You name it, I've tried it, done it, and added all necessary social media outlets. Do you know I owned more URLs than shoes? Owned, key word.

There's been a shift in the Warren home, blinders are off, eyes are open, and as hard as some decisions have been, I simply know that following my true calling has been put on the back burner for far too long.

Part of that calling is the job I was given nearly twelve years ago, and that is the role of 'mother'. It pains me to admit, but I do pride myself on being as real with you all as possible, that my children have taken the backseat too often when I'm diving deep into another project or opportunity.

So enough is enough. I did it. I did the thing I've had in the back of my mind for years upon years, emotionally I parted ways with URLs and IG accounts, with hats I've worn, but this week it's become physical. A physical parting of ways that on one hand broke me, but on another, doing so mended the broken hearts of my babies.

I'm being called to step back and just be. Be their mama. Be Justin's wife. Be present. Be still. Be. Be. Be. To create for them, and for me. To shoot for them, and for me. To take this one wild and precious life, and not waste another minute chasing a hustle that does more damage than it does good. I'm not the greatest at this, I used to thrive on deadlines and to-do lists.

Not anymore. So yes, slowly but surely all my other "online presences" will dissolve and I'll just be here, just me, just Angie. And I'll promise be true to what I believe and I guarantee I'll be real. I'd be so glad to have you along for the ride.

I'm Angie, good to meet you.