It has been a while since I last posted on my photography blog. So much has changed, and I’ve changed too. I find myself in the process of self-discovery learning who I am again in this season of life.
I think many of us who dream big put so much pressure on those dreams, and sometimes on ourselves and others too. The truth is, when I look back at this year, I realize I’ve been moving through grief. And grief, I’m learning, requires acceptances. Acceptance of what has happened, and acceptance of what no longer is.
This summer caught me by surprise. An unexpected move back into my mom’s house at 36 wasn’t what I imagined. I thought by now I’d have it all: the home, the career, the husband, the baby. Instead, this past year left me stripped of those expectations. Empty in ways I didn’t expect and maybe on days I have more a positive view on things maybe even free!
For the first time in years, I slowed down. I mean I just stopped! I cried a lot. And in the depths of grief, I also started dancing. There’s a saying I once heard: serious times require deep dancing. realized I could either die in my grief or dance my way through it. And because giving up has never been in my nature, I chose to dance.
“And in the depths of grief, I also started dancing. There’s a saying I once heard: serious times require deep dancing. ”
I’m so grateful for the people who continue to come to my classes and those who hire me for photography projects for their brands or just moments. One of the greatest blessings of my life is the ability to see beyond time.I pushed and pushed until I had to stop. This summer, I took a break from holding space for one-on-one sessions and instead leaned into source, my mom, my siblings, and my closest friends and my community.
So with that said, here are some professional photos I’ve taken recently, along with some very personal ones images that reflect both my grief and my growth as a photographer!