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Tuesday, April 14, 2009
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ELIZABETH TAYLOR FRANDSEN PHOTOGRAPHY
What if you woke up one day and realized you had two passions in life: your family and your photography. And you weren’t willing to let one or the other go. Well, let me tell you. The time on your phone would brightly glare out, 4:13 am. You’d wonder why you were awake. Oh, that’s right. Your baby still doesn’t sleep through the night.
What if the next time you checked your phone, still awake mind you, it said, 5:17 am. You’d again question your not sleeping awake status. But oh, that’s right. You can’t turn your creative little mind off and it’s always on photography.
You know what your husband is dreaming about.
It’s not photography.
So you slip out of bed to squeeze in a few uninterrupted hours of design time. Then, like clock-work, your family comes alive, oh say around 7:14. (Well Ella wakes up then, Jordan’s a minute behind, because seriously, who sets their alarm for :14 anything?)
By noon you’re beat. Exhausted. This is madness you think. And then you realize it’s nap time. Suddenly, all the world is well. You lay down next to your angelic daughter (all children resemble angels when sleeping) and think how lucky you are to have the best of both worlds, madness included. No studio hours to keep, no baby sitters to pay. Just you. Your family, your business. At home. Loving Life.
It works for me.
Thanks for stopping by and welcome to my life.
What if the next time you checked your phone, still awake mind you, it said, 5:17 am. You’d again question your not sleeping awake status. But oh, that’s right. You can’t turn your creative little mind off and it’s always on photography.
You know what your husband is dreaming about.
It’s not photography.
So you slip out of bed to squeeze in a few uninterrupted hours of design time. Then, like clock-work, your family comes alive, oh say around 7:14. (Well Ella wakes up then, Jordan’s a minute behind, because seriously, who sets their alarm for :14 anything?)
By noon you’re beat. Exhausted. This is madness you think. And then you realize it’s nap time. Suddenly, all the world is well. You lay down next to your angelic daughter (all children resemble angels when sleeping) and think how lucky you are to have the best of both worlds, madness included. No studio hours to keep, no baby sitters to pay. Just you. Your family, your business. At home. Loving Life.
It works for me.
Thanks for stopping by and welcome to my life.
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