This is a picture of me taking pictures at a wedding. The second wedding I shot. That’s the day I decided I didn’t want to be a professional photographer anymore. It was a short-lived stint. I still love photography, and I still have all my equipment, and I still might get back to it someday, professionally. Who knows?
That’s the thing about me. I don’t want to think that I can’t stick with anything, after all, I’ve been with the same company for over a decade. But I do think I tend to try new things and think I’d like to do them and then realize I don’t really want to. What’s up with that? I don’t really know.
What I do know is that I am here on this planet for one small blip in time. And I want to try new things, and do new things, and not feel like I’ve defined myself and that’s it, Chris, this who you are. No. There is too much about me that I’m hoping to outgrow. I want to learn, to mature, even at 50-something. I don’t want to stay the same. That is who I am.
So, if you knew me when I was a photographer, if you knew that I used to play the piano for fun, if you knew that I used to play tennis, that’s not me anymore. Or, if you knew me when I was painfully shy, a voracious reader, someone who used to love to draw, that’s not me anymore, either. Today I hike, and I’m trying to figure out how to eat in the healthiest way possible, and how to live out the greatest commandment, and I’m into raising a puppy. But if you read this blog you certainly knew that last one.
And speaking of blogs, today I am also a writer.
Who knows who I’ll be tomorrow.
I knew you as a pool player! Now that’s going back a ways… jr. high?
I can identify with much of this – a 365 daily photo project, got to about 150; patchwork quilt, never backed and finalised; aim to draw celtic knotwork – never freed itself of graph paper – but I have been learning the piano with weekly lessons for the last 6 years and am making progress, even it is slow. I also manage to combine exercise class and piano lesson in the same afternoon. Dogs – what a story but have been walking them since 1979. All of this is part of the journey of life
And a LOVELY writer at that with so much to say and share. Please continue!
Hoo boy, Maria, that’s going back a ways!
And Tricia, I saw this picture, thought the words that wound up as the title of the post, just started writing and this is what came out. Like you said, all part of the journey of life. And isn’t it a grand journey?
Tricia, can’t wait to hear more about you and your life when you come for your visit!