My husband Brach and I met on Tinder. Just Kidding, we met on www.farmersonly.com TOTALLY KIDDING our story is even better than both of those…Brachen and I met at Utah State University because he was my American Sign Language Lab Teacher. I use to be so embarrassed by that little unknown fact, but now I love it; it is just so fitting to us and our relationship. We didn’t start talking until the semester was over and I was sure my grade was off the line. So not to be “that” girl. (Still failed the class though.) After a little bit, the talking lead to dating, the dating lead to love, then came marriage, and of course two puppies, and baby in a baby carriage.
I started shooting at the ripe old age of four. Now I know a little late in the game to begin, but better late than never. I got a little film camera and I carried that bad boy with me everywhere I went. I captured some what I thought at the time were stunning images of sidewalks, and earth worms.
That little camera took me all the way to college. I became too busy with work, classes and whatever else and photography fell on the back burner.
The day after Brachen and I got home from our honeymoon my Dad got diagnosed with terminal Colon Cancer two weeks to live. Max. I was destroyed. My sweet Pop beat all the odds and was able to live for two full months. After he died I fell into the deepest darkest depression. I was convinced I would never ever feel happy again.
My sweet husband decided it was time I get some kind of hobby in hopes it would bring me more happiness. It was our first married Christmas together and I was trying to play it cool. But my depression had taken over. I woke up, walked out to our tree and saw tons of presents all with my name on it. Brachen slid them to me one by one as I opened individually wrapped: SD cards, batteries, all kinds of UV filters, and a lenses. Then lastly he gave me my first ever DSLR camera.