A Little Bit of Drama and Tears.

The title of this post may be a bit dramatic.

There has been a death in the family *continue reading before panicking*

My beloved Nikon has passed.

 One should not get so emotional over a material object, I know.

But you see, my camera has been a part of me for almost four years now. 

A part of me that might as well be a part of my flesh and bone.

A part of me that has only seen what I have seen and frozen in time the moments that I have lived.

I know that any camera can do the same.

I know that it is replaceable. 

But a photographer and their camera is a special and emotional bond.

I have never needed a "better" camera. 

I may not be so emotional about this if I had the funds to replace.

I'm not sure when we will have enough money to get me a new camera...probably months.

I don't know what I am going to do.

My purse is going to be lighter.

Every moment of my life is not going to be captured in such a way.

My heart aches.

I have been thinking about getting a loan and starting a small photography business. 

Maybe this is my opportunity to get better equipment.

We'll see. 

I am sorry for being dramatic and emotional.

I'm sure if you're a photographer you know about this special bond between man and camera. 

P.S.

If you're curious to know how this unfortunate event occurred....

It fell of the kitchen table. 

What a horribly pathetic ending for such an adventurous soul.