“Just let it go.” That’s what I said to myself yesterday as I sat waiting for the train. My hands felt tough and sore from this last weekends back-to-back work, my hair could of seen better days and my coffee cup was filled with enough glorious caffeine to caffeinate a small village.
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The past 12 months have been a blur. Within that time frame, its been filled with panic, frustration, tears, and emotions that just tear-apart my insides. I’m was so worried about what other people thought of me.
During this moment of hot-mess…I had a revelation…”just let it go”. I am a great photographer. I’m not the best, but I won’t stop trying to get better. I will do the best possible job for my couples, because its something I’m passionate about. Heck…I try to do my very best in ever aspect of my life.
Even though being a photographer is a huge part of my life, it doesn’t define me.
Right at that moment the train pulled up to the station. I looked up and saw a group of old men cheering with their coffee cups. I see them every morning, but for some reason that morning it held so much more importance. It felt like they were cheering for me. I tipped my coffee cup back at them and stepped up onto the train.
I can’t change for everybody. Love me for who I am. Hot-mess and all.
Much <3
Candice
Hi Candice! I’m a photographer in Charlotte, NC. I stumbled across your blog a few months ago & fell in love with your work! Reading this post, I completely understand and I just wanted to let you know that there are people out there who love your work! Your best shines through in your photos! Keep up the great work 🙂
oh my goodness! This is so beautiful. I love this post and your subtle humor and pure openness. This is something I needed to hear. I’m not exactly a photographer, or even an aspiring one… but you said something there that hit me. “Even though being a photographer is a huge part of my life, it doesn’t define me.” So. true. As i’m getting ready to get my book learnin’ on at college, I’ve got to keep it all in perspective. My job does not define who I am. Love this. Love your photos and I’ll be following your blog!