lucky seven

Love gets harder as you go, yes. But it also gets better.

brandon, exceedingly personal, machinations, photography, why not be honestKate Elizabeth QueramNovember 29, 2022personal, brandon, photos, filmComment

a year and change

You carry this with you or you will, one day, carry this with you. Grief is a wound and none of us go unbruised.

exceedingly personal, machinations, why not be honest, photographyKate Elizabeth QueramOctober 17, 2022personal, grief diariesComment

once, when I was younger

You do not know the weight of the things you carry until you are able to put them down.

exceedingly personal, machinations, photography, travels, why not be honestKate Elizabeth QueramSeptember 26, 2022personal, film, photosComment

bits and pieces

We leave so much behind when we leave.

exceedingly personalKate Elizabeth QueramOctober 20, 2021familyComment

me & the RAV

I had that car for exactly half of my life; through college, grad school, five states, my first solo road trip, countless boyfriends, endless stoplight dance parties, one husband, two babies, one house, and a thousand past lives and versions of myself.

a poem on a Post-It

there are pieces of my life scattered all over these places

exceedingly personal, machinations, photographyKate Elizabeth QueramAugust 18, 2021poetry, film, personalComment

a sort of insight

He had been commuting for years on his own, always taking the same route, but the deviation had thrown him and so he had to ask for help these days.

exceedingly personal, twinningKate Elizabeth QueramFebruary 12, 2020twinning, pregnancyComment

when everything and nothing goes according to plan

Brandon and I had been trying for a baby for almost a year when I got pregnant. The faint pink line appeared on the pregnancy test on a sunny Saturday in September, three weeks after we moved to Maryland.

By Tuesday, I was peeing blood.

exceedingly personal, brandon, maryland, momhood, twinningKate Elizabeth QueramOctober 29, 2019twinning, personal, pipes and harebearComment

the unexpected poignancy of weaning

I am now six days into weaning, and what I did not expect from this process was to have mixed feelings about doing it.

exceedingly personal, twinning, momhoodKate Elizabeth QueramOctober 10, 2019pipes and harebear, twinning, momhood, breastfeeding, pumpingComment

on moving and moving on

The idea of the move to DC was not easy for me, and the first month here has been difficult.

me and the magnolias

A Southern thing: in the space between spring and summer, while the heat creeps closer and it rains all the time, the magnolia trees start their show.

ides

I am stressed out and burned out and tired almost all of the time.

366+3

One whole year of being Brandon’s wife.

exceedingly personal, photography, ridiculousness, travels, brandonKate Elizabeth QueramOctober 27, 2016personal, brandonComment

on the ride

Dealing with depression is exhausting and a lot of work and the problem, ultimately, is that even after you do all of the work and all of the dealing, it still never really goes away.

exceedingly personal, photographyKate Elizabeth QueramSeptember 19, 2016personalComment

blues

Someone yesterday asked, "What is it about seasons changing that creates such a strong feeling of sense memory?" It's a handful of things, I think - the shift in the air, the way deep breaths feel differently, the slow churn of the constellations overhead - but whatever the explanation, I feel that way too.

exceedingly personal, photographyKate Elizabeth QueramSeptember 13, 2016personal, photosComment

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