I still remember the day I received the phone call. I had shrieked so loudly, my brother came rushing into my room make sure everything was okay.
On the other side of the phone, was the hiring manager for my dream job – a photography position at a studio. Excitement rushed over me as I realized that I would no longer have to work at the lousy dead-end job I had been at til 2am each night. When the following Monday came, I was ready to take on my new life, headed onto the road to success.
About a year later, I received another life-changing phone call. I was being offered a promotion for a studio located hours from home. Chris and I had talked about living together for a few months…and it was going to happen in one week. At the time, I was working about 60 hours a week, 6 days per week, leaving no time for me to drive to look for our new home. Chris assured me he would find the perfect spot for us within the next few days and he absolutely came through on his promise. Before I knew it, we were packing up boxes and making the drive to our new home. This was going to be our lives’ huge turning point.
The first few months in our new home were everything we could have hoped for…but it was short lived. We had moved just a few months before the economy’s crash and eventually I was let go of my job, along with millions of other Americans across the country.
I spent the next month in bed, with no idea what I was going to do with my life. I knew I had to get another source of income, but the thought of a boring office job or random retail job tore my heart into pieces. I tried to reason with Chris, telling him that I had to focus on finding another photo job, that I couldn’t go back to just another job. He cut my pleads short, reminding me that he supported my dreams and wanted me to reach for where my heart wanted me to go.
Over the next few years, I didn’t have much luck finding a photo job. By that point I had began to open myself up to any job out there, but there was still nothing to be had. When I wasn’t scouring the newspaper and online listings for job openings, I was reading camera manuals, watching photography courses, pretty much anything having to do with photography. I began building my portfolio, photographing portraits and weddings, and only making mere pennies from each session or event. Despite my lack of being able to contribute much of anything financially, Chris continued to stand by me.
Years ago, I felt as though my world has completely crashed down on me. That I had lost my dream job. Now, looking back, I couldn’t be more grateful that I was let go from that studio. Had I never lost that job, I would probably still be there and I just don’t think I would have felt anywhere near as successful as I do now.
I’ve put so much of my heart into getting where I am; some nights filled with tears and frustration, others filled with complete satisfaction and joy. I’ve spent more money than on photo equipment than I’d like to admit. I’ve been glued to my computer for late night edits. I’ve been a little crazy from wedding season stress. Despite it all, Chris has always supported me.
I know most people don’t end up being as lucky as I am to find someone so supportive and I appreciate it every day. Chris, thank you for supporting my crazy dreams. For making yourself work harder, so I can focus on my goal, rather than having to find myself a full time day job. For always telling me that I don’t have to explain why I’m making the decisions that I am. For being the backbone to my business, working on the computer tech stuff I’ll never understand. Most importantly, thank you for being my success. I love you.