Photography saved me.

When my son died and I gave up hope and all I wanted to do was curl up in a ball on the floor. When everything looked ugly and painful and grey, David brought home my Canon 300D.

I picked it up and began to see beauty and colour and light.

When I looked through the view finder, I could see life and so I kept on going.

Four years on and this thing that was a hobby is something much more.

Now I think it’s getting serious.

People are asking me to take photos of their children and I am starting to think that maybe this might be something I would like to do.

I have already said yes to four beautiful families, the first one today, as freebies because I am in no way a professional but every single one of them has said they would pay.

Money.

For my photos.

In the face of opening myself up to more criticism, I’m quietly asking you, my friends, what do you think?

Should I take the plunge?

Should I take it further?