My Birthday {Photography, Watson, Illinois}

2014-05-09_0001It's my birthday today.  Probably the first one in 15 years that I'm not depressed about.  You know, depressed about getting older...getting wrinkles, an untoned belly, bat wings...you get it. I even cried when I turned 30.  CRIED!!!  Not completely sure if it was because I was turning thirty or if it was because I had gone back to finish my last year of school for my degree in Landscape Architecture at the U of I and was completely miserable and alone up there... or because everyone else in class was 22. :-) I think I may have finally seen the light though.  A friend of mine recently posted about a a close friend of hers that passed away from cancer.  A much too young mother and wife, who fought it, but in the end lost that battle.  A much younger woman than me.  My friend had cancer too, but she's beaten it.  Her post was so poignant, it brought tears to my eyes.  All about a woman I never even knew.  And I really don't tear up too easily...ask my husband.  He thinks I'm an emotionless robot!!!  I honestly don't know what it was about this certain post. I read about things like that all the time, but this one seemed to hit home for some reason.  What a terrifying thing to think about. About leaving your family too soon, your kids, motherless. People die every single day, about 146,357 of them actually.  Yes, I googled that.  That's the average.  How awful of me to be depressed every birthday because I'm getting older. Wouldn't all the people that died to soon, for whatever reason, love the opportunity to get the wrinkles that I have and the wrinkles that I will most certainly get in the future?  It's beyond shallow and unthankful of me. So, this year, I will not be depressed. I will not be sad.  I'm going to be happy about it, and thank my lucky stars I've gotten the gift of another year.  I'm still going to fight those wrinkles.  Oh yes, I will never like them or any of the other little things that are annoying about getting older, but I'm not going to be depressed or sad about it.  I'm going to be happy that I get a chance to go out and search for that miracle cream that makes those wrinkles disappear. And I'm truly hoping I'm still around when they FINALLY develop that miracle youth pill.  What's the hold up scientists?

  ...and remove myself from soap box...whatever that means.

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Tytia Habing

I am a self taught, natural light photographer, with sixteen years of shooting experience under my belt. Back in the day, I learned to shoot with film, developed it and printed my own photos in my darkroom. I've since moved to digital, but film holds a very dear spot in my heart that I just can't seem to shake. I was supposed to be a horticulturalist and landscape architect...at least that's what my degree's tell me. I followed that path for some time, along with a few other paths, but photography won my heart. Plants and beautiful mother nature is, and will always be, a great inspiration to me. If at all possible, I prefer to shoot outdoors and somehow incorporate nature into the scene. I'm originally from the Watson, Illinois area, but the majority of my adult life I spent living in the Cayman Islands and only moved home to Illinois with my husband and son a few short years ago. I grew up on a small working farm, with acres and acres of natural areas at my disposal. It gave me a great appreciation for the world around me. I roamed wherever I pleased, built forts in the woods, picked wildflowers in the pasture and caught craw-daddies in the crick. My son is taking over the jobs of fort building and craw-daddy hunting, but I'll never give up the picking of wildflowers.