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So...the wedding went fine. I shouldn't have worried so much.

Story of my life, basically.

I'm relieved that's it's over with and that nothing horrible happened. None of the worst case scenarios that I had running through my head for the last week became reality. I'm glad that Tiffany and Jeremy (Bride and Groom) had a good, easy day and that none of their crazy relatives caused any major problems! But mostly I'm just excited that I loved shooting it so much.

One of my worries was that once I actually shot a wedding I might start doubting whether or not it's really what I want to do. But I left at the end of the night exhausted but totally excited because I loved it. It was so much fun to be a part of such an important day and to be able to capture the emotions that everyone was feeling.

I have a lot to learn. A lot. I mean, seriously...a lot. But I want to learn it and I want to face all of the obstacles and do this thing. That's a new feeling for me. I usually shy away from things that are really difficult or that I think I might fail at. I hate that about me, actually. But I'm working on it. And I'm excited to learn and to fail and to push through it and become the best darn photographer I can be!

That was cheesy. Deal with it.

I'll post a few pictures from the wedding later today.

But right now lets move to a different subject...



This is Bridget. I love her.

I started babysitting for her when she was about 7. Over the years she went from being a little kid that I babysat to one of my best friends. She's 5 years younger than me but I don't notice the age difference anymore. She's the oldest of five and is pretty much the most responsible person I know. She's as beautiful on the inside as she is on the outside. She's stubborn and opinionated, but goes out of her way to help people. One of the things that I've always admired about her is how much of her time she volunteers. She works full time and goes to school full time...so on a rare day that she has to herself I would expect her to stay home, relax etc...but instead she volunteers for the special Olympics and at the pound. She has integrity. She's the kind of friend you can count on without hesitation.

She's leaving on Thursday. I'm going to miss her more than I can say. Although I wish she wasn't going...I'm proud of her. She's excited and ready. She'll do an amazing job over there. She'll be in North Carolina for 6 weeks and will deploy to Iraq from there. I was an emotional wreck at her going away party yesterday. I cried anytime anyone else cried (which was lot). Thank goodness the boys were in the pool for like 5 hours straight so they didn't have to see me lose it. Bridget was tough though. Here she is about to go to another country in the middle of the war and she was consoling me. I'm lame. I'm just going to miss her so much and I want her to be safe.

This weekend took a toll on me. I'm physically and emotionally drained.