When I was ten, I went through a phase of making crafts. Snowflake ornaments, painted wooden animals, and other tacky little DIY items that only my family was willing to buy from me. I still have some of my craft paint, popsicle sticks, and buttons (as you can see, pink was my favorite color). I only made crafts for a couple of years, and my crafting desk in the basement eventually started collecting dust. I wanted to be creative, but I didn't feel like making crafts was where my creativity could shine.
Fast forward to about five years later, and I was scrapbooking 24/7. I knew that I wanted to preserve memories with my family and friends via photos, and I loved decorating each page with a different theme. Life got busy, homework took up all of my time, and scrapbooking eventually became something that I did every now and then if I really felt like it.
FINALLY, in 2012, I figured out where my true love for being creative came from - I loved taking photos. Not just the act of taking photos, but also the process of posing clients, finding unique locations, learning about lighting, and editing each photo on my laptop. I've had a camera in my hands ever since I was in elementary school, but it took several years of printing hundreds of photographs that I had taken every year before I realized that this was what I was meant to do. I took a few detours along the way (seriously - at one point I thought I wanted to be an English teacher), but it was worth it to finally find what truly makes me happy.