I feel like a dried-out, empty husk of a woman and that my life has no meaning or purpose. I find myself asking... Is *this* what I lived for? I regret that I had the cancer surgery and wish that I had let Mother Nature do what was intended for me
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Thanks hunny. But the problem is not so much in the making of them. I sorta know what I want... for the most part. The problem is in deciding what kind of picture to put on it.
Right now I am thinking of doing something with a picture of Sadie sitting in front of a camera on a tripod... a la the old Sony ads with the dog in front of the phonograph.
But then... how does this come across to someone looking for a wedding photographer? Or a family photographer? An event photographer? I don't know. Maybe this is an excuse for lameness.
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