That Old Case
I pulled out a camera case the other day. It's one that I bought used sometime in the late 70's or early 80's. I marveled at all the scratches, dents, dings, dirt, repairs and rust that covered it's surface. It's a good case and I still use it. So I dug out some more of the old bags, all looking about the same for wear. All still in use.
Then it hit me. I am just like these bags. Banged up, scratched, dented, rusty and repaired. But like these bags, I am still in use. Still doing what I like and doing it well.
I have been around the block, under the bus, abused, loved, put in the dumpster then dragged out, cleaned off and used again.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
I'm looking forward to the next assignment. The next new client and always looking forward to those current clients that put some of the dents and dings in these bags and in me.
It's good to love what you do, and have all those great stories to tell. Did I tell you about the time I dropped my Hasselblad down a 50' silo? Another time, maybe.