OnGuard — I SWEAR by OnGuard. Not really for allergies — BUT, I absolutely have to tell you guys about this one right off the bat because, MAN, it has quickly become one of our “go to” oils on a constant basis.
When I went to Chicago recently for work? Everyone went home with the conference/plane ick — I came home with NO ICK! 😱 This was HUGE for me because as I have an autoimmune thyroid disorder my ability to fight off germs is…as close to ‘zero’ as you can get it.
I took a veggie capsule of OnGuard prior to boarding the plane, every morning during our time in Chicagao, and then right before I headed to the airport to go home.
Although forgetting my TRIEASE & other superhero allergy oil fighters at home = mega allergy attack on my face. Womp!Womp! I just didn’t realize Chicago loved flowers so damn much…and the Floridian in me assumed that 50* meant winter to everyone else too.
Lesson Learned: Don’t forget your oils at home! 😂
Any time Sean or I are feeling even just the SLIGHEST bit of Ick coming on we take a veggie capsule of OnGuard and the next morning – we’re 100%.
It’s also great for cleaning around the house! 😍
The post on why I’m no longer in the business of photography.
On April 10, 2004 my younger sister Kellie died unexpectedly. It changed my life, and even though we were a family who grew up with plenty of photographs – it suddenly seemed like there would never be enough of those moments frozen in time. So on the day I picked up my camera again, I knew I’d never put it down. I’d put money on the simple fact that I may have never been without a camera since.
My family does not have a family portrait of the five of us. We were supposed to get one taken the November before, but there I sat – holding the hand of my dying sister – knowing we’d never have that photograph because six months prior life was just too busy for us all to freeze time for even thirty seconds. I knew I could help prevent that from happening in other families, whether it was professionally or simply stepping in and asking a father if he’d like to join his family for a picture while at the theme parks.
Photography is an art which deserves to be prioritized in your life, and quite frankly – if it isn’t? Then I wan’t little to no part in being the person you choose behind a camera to preserve these moments for your family.
But as these past few years have flown right by, something else started to change in me too. I won’t say that I woke up one morning with the sudden realization that I no longer wanted any part of being in the business of photography — that the very thought of it left me feeling, genuinely, ill — but that was more or less exactly what happened.
Of course, a lot of other little happenings lead up to that ‘catastrophic’ moment in time. And while a few tried to convince me otherwise — I knew in my heart that it was over. It was not a dream I wanted any longer.
It was okay with me, I was at ease with it – many others, I felt, put me in a place of being undefined. If I wasn’t a photographer – then who was I?
Why they had to know is beyond me.
I didn’t dare to utter the words to most people in my life for well over a year; afraid that most would try to talk me out of a decision I had already made. For many, it took them coming directly to me — “Are you still doing photography?”
I think I needed a full year just to figure out a way to answer, but the answer wound up being, “I’m no longer in the business of photography, no.”
The second I left the business, was the second I got myself back. It was the same second I felt as if I could breathe properly for the first time in years. It was the same second I knew I could LOVE photography again.
Since that second there have been requests to capture weddings and families. Something I only ever entertain the idea of for close friends, but – even then – more often than not, I refer them to other friends who are every bit of the photographer I dreamed of being.
It isn’t to say that I’m not a photographer anymore – it took me a while to realize that, in fact, I’ll NEVER stop being a photographer. Ever.
I just found a new way of being the photographer I never knew I always wanted to be.
In December of 2014, I sold all of my Canon equipment. Every last piece. The second I shipped the last item off, a literal weight was lifted off of me. For close to a year I had HATED watching the gear just sit, stored, under my desk. It wasn’t a camera I ever brought out for traveling, I’d never dare to bring it to the theme parks with us, and I rarely had it out around the house. It was a ton hanging from my shoulders and neck. It wore on me in more ways than one.
It made me hate photography even more.
So I sold it. All of it. And I turned around and got myself a couple of new mirrorless lens cameras – a Fuji X100T and XT1. And, again, I fell in love.
They’re cameras that could (and do!) keep up in the professional world — but, y’know…mostly I just use those guys for fun – theme parks, vacations, around the house & more! 🙂
Life is weird and quirky and interesting. But I know this is where I was intended to be, and where I was meant to go.
So it took me a while, but there it is. And now…here we go.
Hopefully you enjoy the adventure from here on out…
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We’re house hunting. Which is NOT at ALL what they show on HGTV, by the way. #HeadsUp #SpoilerAlert
And we just keep hitting walls on more fronts than I care for. We’ve waited for this moment for over three years, and…crappy as it may sound, after all our waiting I’m kinda “over” life fighting me on it.
I’ve been patient. Now I kinda want what I want.
Also important to note: I’m tired of people telling me that the “waiting will be worth it” as if this is some new concept I have not entertained the idea of.
The age thing is hitting me harder & harder these days too…now that I’m 32 and supremely “behind” in a lot of life’s moments. I never hit that wall of turning 30 and going “Well, life is over now. Goodbye 20s!” I hate – truly HATE – when people whine and complain about getting older or having another birthday to celebrate or “OH NO! Thirty! Run!”
Shut.Up. You’re ALIVE. Celebrate THAT.
I was EXCITED for 30, because I knew these would be the years I had been waiting for.
But those creepy, haunting voices in the back of my head are certainly becoming louder the “older” I get. It doesn’t help when actual real-life-people seem to take enjoyment out of poking you and reminding you that you’re “not getting any younger” either. Again, tell me something I’m unaware of.
It’s not about wanting kids anymore, it’s more about…when we get there will I even be able to HAVE kids?! I have shaken that fear off more times than I can remember.
And while I’ve accepted my fair share of lectures on the “next steps” in OUR relationship – I’m over those too. I don’t particularly need your advice. I don’t think people realize that we’ve all but been living together since we started dating — we’ve just been bouncing between parent’s homes as we paid off debts and saved for THIS moment. What daft fools we are for attempting to be financially responsible. 😉
I don’t think most people realize that if it weren’t for money and MY request for a home before a ring before we even hit our first year anniversary…we would’ve been all those things long before now too. Fairly early on, we knew.
Our plan isn’t like the regular ones, and for that – I’m pretty freakin’ grateful.
This growing up thing is not for the faint of heart.
I am beyond lucky that at the end of a seemingly endless emotional breakdown that left my defeated by failures and lost opportunities and getting older and “running out of time” type scenarios…he set me straight.
He reminded me of all I HAVE accomplished, all I’ve been able to experience. The places I traveled. The career I was so determined to achieve – an opportunity that most would kill for – one that many said couldn’t be found, I found. That I work, daily, on something I love and am passionate about with a team I consider family — is beyond what most kids dream of. And that, yes, maybe I am 32 and still living at home, unmarried, with no kids — but those are things that haven’t happened yet…and things that we’re working on together.
So, we’re house hunting.
Which isn’t what they show you on HGTV.
But, likely. I’ll show you here. 🙂