Someone asked me if I dreamed of being a photographer last week. This thought made me realize so many things about myself. One of those amazing things is that the answer to the question is NO. I have never dreamed of being a photographer. I dreamed of feeling alive in every moment I could ever possibly want to experience. I dreamed of seeing great moments of families together and being able to be fast enough to capture the many moments that they sometimes take for granted. I dreamed about seeing things that many people would not see in a room; especially with some of the closest people on earth to them!
I dreamed of feeling alive every time I am able to see how beautiful a sunset is. I dreamed of capturing in my mind how awesome it must be to realize for the first time how awesome it could be to hold a first child as a father. I dreamed of being able to view moments to make people feel inspired about the day they may have had earlier.
Everything that is captured to make someone feel inspired is a great picture. Any photo that is taken that makes someone go through old files making them cry is a picture of perfection!
I am thankful that I am able to feel these dreams through every picture I take. Pure emotion for life, and the life that is around us all. Even if it takes us till the age of 75 to understand what life really is.
Thank you God for allowing me to find a camera. It is how I know you exist.