This…is broken Santa.
I’ve had this picture for a couple of weeks but couldn’t quite find the words to go with him. And this blog was turning into that house on the corner that has been for sale for months and months, and everyone asks, “what is wrong with it? does it have bad carpet? outdated kitchen? bad lot? what?” The longer I went without posting, the more wrong it felt but then it was that much harder to write something. And then there was broken Santa…which gave me an idea.
On December 2nd, I got divorced after 14 years of marriage. It is very hard to write this. Because all photographers are supposed to be happy people with happy families. And my family is learning to be happy again…but it has been a long road. My goal for this business is to always keep it real, and in staying true to that phrase I need to keep it real here too. In 2011, I hope to share here more about my life, as imperfect as it is.
The holidays were hard. I’m not in my house anymore. All of these questions arose, like How Will I get a Tree Up to the Third Floor of an Apartment Building. But you know what, I bought a tiny fake one. And it was cute. And I loved how we decorated it. I spent Christmas Eve with my now ex husband and the girls at what used to be my house. And it was ok. I found Santa and decided I really did want him and asked if I could take him with me. So I did…and when I was getting out of my car that night, I whacked him on the steering wheel and broke his feet off. Which the girls found in the back seat of my car some days later. I was able to repair Santa with some hot glue and he is now ready for the next holiday season. But when I look at him, I will always remember this first strange, hopeful, independent Christmas.
I want to thank all of my wonderful clients who keep this business going and have given me a wonderful way to support myself. I feel very, very fortunate to be able to do what I love.
2011 is going to be a great year!