such a happy day! my new website is here! cheers to new beginnings! yay for exclamation points! two weeks ago, I announced the my latest project, my new wedding website to my kind supporters on my facebook page, instagram, and now on this space! go see! www.hannahforsberg.co thank you all, ten times over, from the […]

i’m still alive, guys. by the way, my new website is being launched tomorrow. psyched. www.hannahforsberg.co

photograph by haley sheffield. 2013 // 2012 This past year has been full. It has been a kind, sweet, sort of full. The occurrences amid it all have been numerous; holding abundantly more than what I could have ever thought or asked for. My heart has been cracked, stretched, and rebound. Sorrow lingered in joy’s […]

That this is what I get to do. What an honor and joy it is to not only witness love but capture it. Be sure to check out their engagement session I photographed back in May, too! Images second shot for: Katie Cantrell

I started writing and I rolled my eyes. Another single, Christian girl writing on singleness. in a coffee shop. typical. Yet, we all like to click those links, don’t we? If you came up to me one day to ask me how life was, how it really was, this is what i’d say: Life is […]

Hello, hello. Forgive the sporadical-ness(?) & extreme vague-ness of my writings on this space, would you? There’s not much to say (online or to anyone for that matter), quite frankly, except that this season is very full. Late nights walking around on campus. The twenty-minute power naps between study sessions(which work wonderfully, by the way). […]

 

Tuesday, September 23, 2014 — 11:06PM: I turned 18 today. Autumn rolled in officially with its crisper air and nights that call for cuffed-sleeve sweatshirts. I celebrated by going to work, like I usually do on Tuesday mornings. I’m legally allowed to press a start button on a machine (which I’m psyched about). Came home, […]

17 was hard and not all bells and whistles. Full of disappointments, doubts, and heartache. But in the midst of those days, I saw grace and joy woven so tenderly in. Seventeen was a year of seeking, for sure. I wouldn’t have wished for it any other way. In more ways than one, I grew. […]

Here’s the thing: I’m trying to slow down. Trying to be fully present. Trying to love deeply and sincerely. Times are rich and wonderfully good. But frankly, I’m exhausted. I’ve realized that not many seventeen-year-olds take on the burdens of trying to working nearly 30 hours a week as a manager, while balancing being full-time […]