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Finding my 'why'

27 March 2014

 

My purpose in life, besides being a loving wife and mother to my own family, and documenting our own special story.... is to help you celebrate yours!  How will I continue to do this?  By staying focused on what is important to you.... beautiful, timeless memories ... immortalised in imagery!

 
 
Have you ever stopped to look at ’why’ you are in your career?  I mean, really looked?  Recently I was urged to do just that.
 
Don’t panic!  For all of those beautiful clients who rely on my services, this was in no way a negative experience for me.  Quite the contrary!  Finding my ‘why?’  has opened my eyes even more to the very beautiful, and personal, reasons I followed my dreams and became a full-time professional photographer!!!
 
What did I discover?  A few things I already knew, and another that I should have.  Part of my why opened up sad scars, while others simply reminded me that I have always had a passion for imagery.
 
First for the sad story.  When I was just 9 years old I lost the second most significant person in my life.  My paternal Grandfather lived high on a pedestal for me.  Alongside my mother, he played such an important role in who I was to be.  He taught me to love playing music and to laugh so hard that my tummy may burst.  My mother and father split when I was very young.  All too common now but not so back in the 70’s.  My Mum, always wanting to do the right thing by me, always took me to visit my paternal grandparents.  As we moved out of town these visits were to become the highlight of my returns to our home town in NSW.
 
Whenever I was around, my Grandfather would sit me on his lap, where I was all too happy to be. A place that seemed reserved only for me.  From there he taught me to play the spoons.  Yes, the spoons!  He also used to play that silly game that children so often love, where you jig up and down and fall through, suspended over a grown ups knees, bottom almost on the ground.  I loved it and always begged for more.  Oh, we would laugh.  Those memories!
 
The sad part is not so much that I lost him at such a young age.  This happens, I know.  The sad part is that, until just over one week ago (after my very emotional dig into my WHY) I had NOT ONE PHOTO of him!  For years I had wanted one.  I had even asked over the years.  Slowly, over the last 30 years, I had completely forgotten his face.  The saddest thing of all!!!  Finally, I realised that, with this modern age, surely someone could take some phone pics of old images and send them to me.  My Aunty Molly answered my call and I am so happy to say that I now have several images of him... and of my birth father, who passed away just after my first son was born (I had only ever had one of these, of him holding me as a baby).  What a joyous thing indeed!!!
 
But how does this affect my WHY?  Well, my Mum, in all her motherly beauty, has documented my entire growing up for me.  My step Dad (I consider him my dad) got in on this too, adding to the collection over the years.  I love the album she passed down to me.  No, I TREASURE it!!! So do my boys!   I have done the same for my own boys, and look forward to handing theirs over when they are older.  

 I've even had the honour, over the years, to capture some images of my own Mum …. my special gift for myself and my own boys xo

My gorgeous Aunty Molly and Dad
 
This constant exposure to imagery has immersed me with such a passion for it that I cannot even think about being without it. I was drawn to the old polaroid my mother owned and, like many passionate photographers, had my first camera at a very young age and treasured it.  At the end of the day, if someone ever said I could no loner follow this passion, I would be genuinely lost.  I honestly don’t know what I would do!  I have no desire to do anything else.  I am so very passionate, from the core of my being, about enabling families to document their own history in such a special way, that it literally gets me out of bed with a bounce.
 
SO, here I am with my ENTIRE history documented.... but NOT!  My Grandfather has never, until now, been a part of this.  The memories of events were in tact but no picture to help me remember his beautiful face.  So I shall share him here with you …. one of my greatest treasures.
 
My beautiful Grandfather and Grandmother …. images to cherish!
 
 
THIS IS MY WHY!  It is a very real and raw part of my soul!!!
 
As my home page says “That beautiful bump that houses your unborn babe will last only until birth.  That new life you brought home from the hospital will outgrow your arms so quickly.  Those tiny feet and fingers will grow in the blink of an eye.  Becoming a parent is momentous and deserves to be celebrated!”
 
My purpose in life, besides being a loving wife and mother to my own family, and documenting our own special story.... is to help you celebrate yours!  How will I continue to do this?  By staying focused on what is important to you.... beautiful, timeless memories ... immortalised in imagery!
 

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