Though I am not exactly certain about what she meant, this is something I've had on my mind for quite some time: Getting to where you want to go takes love, hard work, dedication, and yes, a little more love. Owning my dream camera is something that took three years. Three years of nonstop dedication. Hard work. Late nights. Tired mornings. Work-filled weekends. Work-filled holidays. Less time with family. Less time with friends. More time with my camera. More time with Photoshop.
This is something that I have worked for. This is something that I deserve.
Here is something that I found on Pinterest (please excuse the language). I think this illustrates the point I am trying to make quite well:
I feel like I'll always be reaching for the sky. And I'm 100% okay with that.
Smiles and lots of love, Taylor
P.S. I want to thank my little sis for always being my "test bunny". I love you baby Al.