After high school I:
- waited tables at three different restaurants (a 3 star American style place, a Korean/sushi joint and a collectively owned hippy vegetarian restaurant).
- worked as a video store clerk tasked with returning the porn videos to the "Adults Only" room.
- worked in a tiny food co-op both on the register and in the produce department.
- entered data and fielded catalog orders for a local company (this was in the pre-internet days).
- became an assistant early childhood educator- a fancy title for a daycare provider of 2 and 3 year olds.
- worked my way up to a larger food co-op where I became a "head cashier" or assistant assistant manager.
- ruled with an iron fist as an assistant manager in two separate retail clothing stores.
- steamed, tagged and schmoozed at a new/used consignment shop.
I was ok at all of these things but none of them changed my life. None of these jobs made me say "Holy cow THIS is what I should do with my life!!!" Instead they paid the bills. Meanwhile I quietly wrote and took photos of things that made me happy. Or sad. Or anything. I put my thoughts on paper and recorded my life with film. I never gave either hobby a second thought. They were therapy. Work was not.
I was envious of people who knew exactly what their path should be. Like they were born with a map and they just had to follow it. Meanwhile, I was born with a Choose Your Own Adventure book and each option was a little crazier than the last. When I met the hubs he was just graduating high school. He knew what he wanted to do. A year later we enrolled him in school to study photography. Four years later he was hired as the photo editor of our hometown newspaper. I was so proud and a little envious. I was still working a post high school string of jobs.
I never once thought I was good enough at anything to build a career off from it. With the gentle encouragement of my partner in crime (the hubs) I started to explore photography further. It was hard. I lived and was learning from one of the most naturally talented people I knew. He would critique my work and tell me it was good. I wouldn't fully believe him. I never gave up but I never thought anything would come of it. I just loved taking photos and it was something my husband and I could do together. We started a family and discovered that I loved being a mom. We decided that I would stay home with our daughter. This was the first time I actually felt like I was doing something that I was exceptional at and that I loved. I started a blog during my pregnancy and rediscovered my love of writing. I felt like I was on the right path.
After a few years at the paper we decided to quietly open a side business. We would photograph weddings, portraits and events. And, by "we" I meant HE would photograph these things and I would do the behind the scenes business stuff. At weddings I would take on the roll of second shooter but would never really anticipate my photos would turn out that well.
The business took off. Hubster is still at the paper during the week and weekends our little family gears up and heads to our studio or any one of a million gorgeous locations in our area to photograph amazing people. People have started to refer to me as a photographer, thanking ME for MY beautiful photos. My Hubsasaurus just recently told me that he believes that I am naturally better at photographing children than he is. I am happiest behind the camera making kids laugh while making their parents extremely happy.
Some people are born knowing what they wanted to do with their life. Me? Not exactly. I have stumbled and fumbled my way to get where I am now. I would not change a single detail out of fear that the outcome would not be the same. I live without regrets and I live with the knowledge that I explored many avenues until I found the one that fit.
I am a mother, wife, blogger and photographer.
This was amazing. have you ever thought about writing your own book....I think it would be really easy for you to that. Love you Mom
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DeleteYou made me smile as I read this post while your "Who Am I?" page made me giggle. Smiling and giggling. And I'm totally sober at the moment.
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Thanks AGNS!! Glad you liked it, thanks for reading.
DeleteI remember the choose your own adventure books! The best part? You could always go back to the beginning and choose something else. Like life. Great post, friend.
ReplyDeleteI was the master of re-reading those books until it ended the way I wanted it to. How's that for foreshadowing? Glad you liked it, thanks!!
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