The last few days have been an emotional roller coaster.
First, I was extremely upset, angry, and stressed out.
Then, I was overwhelmed by an amazing outpouring of love and support.
To be honest,, I'm still floating on a cloud of wonder and astonishment and gratitude. It is REALLY a warm, cozy, incredible feeling.
Thank you – again, and again, and again!
Due to some scheduling necessities, my upcoming surgery got moved up to November 3rd. This causes a little unexpected chaos in my life which I'm not going to complain about for a second.
A big goal of mine, for quite some time, has been to get dedicated photography time prior to my "big" surgery. I've been told I'll have a two month recovery and I know I won't be able to use my arm much, if at all, during that time period.
I'm going to go through terrible camera withdrawals.
Yesterday, I got in my car with a backpack of camera gear and started driving up the coast towards Los Angeles.
Hindsight being twenty-twenty, I would suggest none of you do any such thing when you are just two weeks post-arm/shoulder surgery. Ouch a zillion times over!
Yes, I AM an idiot – why do you ask?
(Have I ever mentioned what a major inconvenience it is to be a one-armed photographer? Such a pain in the ass!)
Eventually, I found myself in Santa Monica where I spent a lot of my time as a kid and a teen.
I have a list of places I want to photograph in Southern California. Most of the places on my list are places I'm very familiar with, but have never taken the time to just stop and photograph. The Santa Monica Pier was one of them.
I arrived in late morning. We're just finishing up with three days of rain here. (It's very unusual for us to have rain in October.) The sky was fairly cloudy, the weather was cool, and the sand was still wet from the storm.
I ended up taking over 250 photos in just a few hours.
No, I won't make you look at all of them.
Yes, I will probably post a few of them on weekends here and there.
(For those of you who are new readers – I rarely write full posts on weekends. I usually just put up photos on Saturdays and Sundays.)
It was exactly the type of day I needed. I had time to myself, time at the beach, time with my camera, and time to come to terms with everything going on in my life.
You know what I was reminded of this week?
I'm a very, very, lucky person to have the life I do.
What a wonderful way to end the week.
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