© 2010 Carissa

Music Monday

Sooo it’s Monday. Ohhh Monday. Monday, August 2nd, 2010. The start of a new day, a new week, a new month. It’s also a day that I realized I made a huge mistake. Ugh. This morning I became aware that I had passed on a major opportunity. Like, MAJOR. One that would have encouraged and inspired my photography. One that would have boosted my business. And one that would have bettered myself not only as a photographer, but also as a person. Probably life changing. Actually no, definitely life changing. It made me feel a little sick to my stomach. Or a lot. I’ll admit, when it first registered in my brain what I had done, I sat here and pouted. Yes, for about 15 minutes I full on pouted with the puckered lip and everything to the beat of Frisky snoring on the floor beside me.

But then, after nothing had changed in 15 minutes except for my screensaver, I realized that pouting was going to get me absolutely nowhere. Because honestly, all that I have inside of me wants be the best photographer I can possibly be. I want to be successful and make those I love proud. I want to be able to give people pictures that put a smile on their face every time they look at them. I’d even go as far to say that I want to have to turn people down because I have so many weddings I can hardly handle them all. I want that so bad it hurts sometimes. I know I have the potential. I just have to make it happen. No one can get me to that point except myself. And pouting is no way to get there.

So here I am, struggling to get my feet off the ground, but that’s ok. It’s ok because it’s part of the journey. After all, if it was handed to me on a silver platter, I wouldn’t appreciate it. And no matter how long it takes, I’m going to keep working on getting there. Because you don’t give up on your dreams. Ever. Whether it takes a year, 2 years, 5 years, whatever it takes, I hope I can look back on this post, and remember the struggle so that I will never take anything for granted.

I got knocked down today. So what? Time to get back up and try again.

On a slightly lighter note, here is the song for today. (I wasn’t exactly planning on spilling my guts along with the song, but what can you do.) It’s a bit of an older song, but it’s making quite the come back, and for a good reason! You’ve probably heard it before. If you have, enjoy the music video. If you haven’t, well, you’re welcome.

As for the picture, why a waffle, you ask?

I think a better question is:

why NOT a waffle?

Happy Monday :)

3 Comments

  1. Posted August 2, 2010 at 10:33 am | #

    I liked the part about the silver platter, because it’s so true. You’ll be so proud of yourself once you get there because YOU made it happen.

    Keep going!

    -Tim

  2. Posted August 2, 2010 at 10:34 am | #

    Man, sorry to hear about the missed opportunity, but no doubt God has plans for you! Great song and thanks a lot for making me crave a freakin waffle….

    By the way, in case you were wondering… the way you took our pictures and how they turned out, made us smile over and over and over again. Not to mention proud to say that we know you, kind of like a little sister to me. Keep it up and stay strong in your faith!! God bless you Rissa..

  3. sloanie
    Posted August 2, 2010 at 3:31 pm | #

    It’s easy to tell others not to linger on regret, missed opportunity, etc… but it’s totally natural to yourself wonder just how things could have been different if only you’d made one choice differently.

    On another note, your “why NOT a waffle?” both cracked me up and reminded me of a moment from this past weekend’s road trip: My brother for some reason had brought a hunting knife that would, under normal circumstances, be a frivolous thing to pack. Yet we came across a situation where we needed to carve some of the plastic under-molding from the bottom of my car, and his knife came in totally handy. When we asked why he brought it, he said that when he was packing he thought about it, and decided “why NOT bring a hunting knife?” hahaha. So random but funny.

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