Recently I have decided that I really love my life and everyone in it. There was not one single thing that made me realize it, rather it was an accumulation of several little things that just illuminated this fact for me. I love creating (whether I am good at it or not is another thing entirely, but i enjoy it none the less.)I have been making a magazine (sort of, more of an informative multi-page hand out with a magazine feel.) Though it is not a major publication or anything, I have thourughly enjoyed myself. I even find myself dreaming of ideas. Speaking of dreams though, a few years back in 2003 I had a dream that I was on the missions field holding a camera and my friend was holding a collection of paper (notepad? tablet? what have you) and she was writing and I was shooting for the purpose of a magazine. Now at the time I was a poor excuse of a photographer (I say this as if I have gotten any better, but truth be told I have a long way to go in my skills before I can say I have ...