#wcw | Tami Inoue

There are some people you meet and become fast friends.  Sometimes those friendship last and sometimes they don’t.  But then there are people you meet…and over time you realize just how important they are.  Like somewhere some cosmic forces put you in each other’s lives because you both just needed to be there.  That is what Tami is to me.  Tami is one of those people you can sit and talk to forever…and she listens.  I mean really listens.  She’s your biggest cheerleader but refuses to ever let you settle.  I can’t tell you the number of times I have completely unfolded…and laid it all on the table…and she has this incredible way of stacking the pieces back up in the most unobvious, yet perfect way.  I could write about what an insanely talented photographer she is but she’s so much more than that.  She’s an insanely talented person…in every way.  And the best part is…just like the rest of us she’s a work in progress…but I think all the great masterpieces are.  I could write a novel about why Tami is my #wcw today but it really comes down to one thing…she is an incredible friend.  And an even more incredible woman.

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TAMI INOUE

I have stared at this blinking cursor for much too long trying to put off writing this post. 🙂

I always pick off my nail polish

I can’t run a mile…and I’m pretty sure I walk faster than I “run”.

I found a grey hair the other day and was like, WHAAAAATTT?!?!

I used to LOVE a big party on my birthday…and now I always want to ignore them.

I can’t ever remember words to songs…most of the time, if you were to turn off the music I’m singing along to, it’d just be me making noises that kind of sound like the words.

However, I do know the words to too many Taylor Swift songs and I’m a little embarrassed.

Sometimes I don’t unpack…I’ll live out of a suitcase until the next trip.

I love to travel but am always a little scared the night before I leave.

In my personal life, I’m always late…and really really hate that about myself.

Sometimes when I get nervous, I forget how to pronounce words.

I have very dark sunspots on my face that I think are really ugly.

I don’t like texting people without iPhones because I don’t know how to communicate without emojis.

The thought of falling in love really really really scares me…I don’t think I’ve actually ever been in love.

I admire people who do fall in love.

I feel embarrassed every time I cry in front of anyone.

A lot of times, I’ll wear black hoping people won’t notice my fluctuating weight.

My weight is always fluctuating.

I always buy yogurt and never eat it.

Sometimes I forget what my mom’s laugh sounded like; what holding her hand felt like…and that scares me.

I can’t let myself think of the day when I’m no longer significant in my nieces and nephews’ lives…because I just can’t.

Sometimes I burn my popcorn just so all the kernels are popped.

I have this weird fear that my friends and family are going to get tired of being with me and am always trying to leave things early because of that.

I don’t like saying goodbyes and prefer slipping out without having to say them.

I’m afraid of failure…but sometimes, I fear success even more.

So often, I want to cry out for help…but when it’s offered, I don’t know how to take it.

My favorite people are those who are both genuine and seem to love easily and generously.

Cheesy cliches annoy me and I distrust people that use a lot of them.