It’s Been A Year
It’s been over a year since my last blog post, and let me tell you: it’s been a challenging one. I moved into a tiny one-bedroom duplex, watched my mental and physical health decline, visited my sister in Darwin, my brother in Bundaberg, and my friend in Melbourne. I crashed my car. I took a trip to New Zealand’s North Island with my partner. I perfected the art of setting boundaries. I got stung by a bee for the first time in my life. I got the promotion at my "big girl" job. I read a few books, drank way too many vodka martinis (seriously, is there a limit?), and spent countless hours playing Rummikub.
All that to say: this year was anti-climactic and hard. Sure, I managed to check off a lot of things from my list, but my mental and physical health were pretty low, and when those two things aren’t in a good place, life can feel like a never-ending uphill battle.
So here’s a little no-nonsense permission slip for anyone who needs it: It’s okay to not be okay. I've been so lucky to have incredible people supporting me this year—cheering me on and showing me kindness when I needed it most. For someone who used to hate asking for help, I’ve slowly learned to let them light the way, and I’m deeply grateful for every single one of them.
Through all of this, photography has been quietly waiting for me in the background, always there, always patient. It’s not easy to pick up a creative passion when life feels like it’s draining the energy out of you. Jobs, responsibilities, and life’s daily demands tend to fill your cup with rocks, leaving little space for magic. But I’m determined to bring it back into my life. So here’s to writing a few extra blogs during this silly season and celebrating the beautiful souls who’ve trusted me to capture their memories.