Monday, September 27, 2010


It happened on a rainy Sunday night in October two years ago.

I had felt like I was missing something in my life for quite awhile, and it wasn't just the fact that my boyfriend of three years was over five hundred miles away. It was that I wasn't excited to get out of bed in the morning most days. And the idea that the reason you aren't excited to get out of bed is because you realize you don't want to do what you've been going to school for six years for is not an easy one to accept.

But that rainy Sunday night, it finally occurred to me that I could be a professional photographer. And not just that I could be, but that in the deepest depths of my heart, I wanted to be. It was like I discovered who I was supposed to be. And since that night, I haven't been able to put away or ignore that desire.

Sometime this summer, as I prepared to get married to the man of my dreams, I realized that it was time to stop burying that desire because I was afraid of giving up what I had thought was my ultimate aspiration and I was afraid of disappointing people. I started planning my business and realized it doesn't have to be all or nothing. I can be a singer and a photographer.

I am so lucky to have a supportive husband, a great family, wonderful friends, and amazing clients who are willing to take a chance on someone new. I can't wait to continue to find my vision for my business and to keep growing as a photographer and a woman.

I am so blessed. :)