worm1031

After months and months of seeing photographers advertise their businesses, and after perusing portfolio after portfolio, and studio after studio, I decided that my work was way better than what I was seeing out there. So I worked on a logo, set up a portfolio, and made some photo cards and started distributing them. Before I know it, I am getting calls for photo shoots. There is nothing like selling your first print and to see it on display somewhere. Never give up on your dreams.

So I met a special someone. We got along great. We had great conversations that would last hours and hours. At first, I thought she would be just a friend, but as time progressed, I fell in love with her and she with me, or so that is what I thought. She said she loved me more than anything. She said she felt a heartfelt connection with me like she had felt with no one else. We spent the holidays together and we both had never felt happier. On New Year’s Day, she asked me if I would spend the rest of my life with her. I didn’t hesistate to say yes. We were so happy or so I thought. Then one day, after I flew thousand and thousands of miles to spend the weekend with her, she says to me that she doesn’t feel the same way about me. And soon after, she is dating her ex, but is still looking for me to be the constant in her life, but just a really good friend. OUCH! Yeah, I fell in love, but the feeling wasn’t mutual.

I waited more than 25 years to see real snow. I thought I would dive into it like a big kid, but instead, I just watched from my window and observed the silent beauty that nature had to offer. Later on, I took my niece, who also had never seen snow, out to play in it. She LOVED it. She built a snowman, made snow angels. We even had a snowball fight. Seeing snow for the first time was a good experience, but what made it even better was sharing that experience with my niece.