"Just write something, anything." That's what I told myself, and exactly how I'm starting this post. I haven't done a post in longer than I should have, but that doesn't mean I have a ton of organized thoughts screaming to get out of my head. In fact, I have a ton of disorganized thoughts mumbling loudly at each other confusing the whole works.
Every once in a while the mumbling gets punctuated with a very clear panic. As a newly independent small business owner I have a lot to do. Big on my list of to do's today include writing this blog post, and working on writing my business plan. Simply starting to write a business plan can be a real inspiration to the mumbled thoughts to turn themselves into clear panic that screams "YOU NEED TO MEET WITH AN ACCOUNTANT! YOU DON'T NEED AN ACCOUNTANT YET, YOU NEED CUSTOMERS! YOU WANT THE BEST CUSTOMERS, YOU NEED A BETTER PRODUCT! HOW WILL YOU GET A BETTER PRODUCT WITHOUT A CREATIVE TEAM? DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHERE TO FIND MAKEUP AND HAIR PEOPLE? AND WHY ARE YOU WORRIED ABOUT ALL THIS CRAP WHEN YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE WRITING A BUSINESS PLAN!?" It seems that everything I identify for my to do list brings attention to 10 other things that need to go on my to do list.
I feel a bit like someone who just had their first child. Although I always wanted to do this, and I've been thinking about it a lot, and I swear I'm ready, when faced with this new life I have to admit that I have no idea what I'm doing. I'm staring at this new life that is months away from even crawling and wondering how I can teach it to run free one day. I have a deep seated belief that if I work hard enough my new venture can be very successful, but what am I going to do when one day soon my little guy comes crying to me with a skinned knee? Where can I buy a business helmet, size small?
If you're wondering, the trick worked. We just went from not knowing what to write about to senior portraits in 3 paragraphs. I have friends who are pregnant, I have friends with small children, I have friends who are grandparents, and I have friends who's kids are just now leaving the nest. I think they all had the same fears and uncertainties when first faced with a new life. Somehow, in spite of all our fears, they grow up. And they do it fast. I'm going to tell this story using the example of Kelsey and Alice. Kelsey is just now heading to her freshman year at Oregon State University, and Alice is 3. I use the two of them together, because it blows my mind and here's why. If you stood them next to each other they could not be more different. One is a young adult, independent and strong, the other a child, curious and naïve. (Although, to be honest, they both possess all of the qualities mentioned to some degree.) What blows my mind is that when I met Kelsey for the first time she was Alice's age. Now, I've checked my math and looked at the calendar, and I'm pretty sure I first met Kelsey just a couple of months ago. It had to have been a couple of months, because it doesn't feel as though it took 15 years for her to change that much. It's as if it happened overnight. All the while their parents must have panicked, wondered what they were doing wrong, wondered what they should be doing that they aren't. Lucky for Alice, her parents can get helpful words of encouragement from Kelsey's parents that it will all work out fine.
It was an honor to watch Kelsey grow up, and also an honor to be able to document a great time in her life. I'm looking forward to watching Alice grow up as well, but I think this time the 15 years might go even quicker! If you're looking to document your child, my advice would be to do it quick. You really don't have much time. A great piece of wisdom I heard recently, "The minutes and days take forever, but the years just fly by."