I hit a pretty hard wall with my photography. For no particular reason, I stopped taking classes over summer. What I thought was going to be the summer of photography practice turned into the summer of no progress what so ever.
And now our baby girl comes next Friday, and I have no idea where my camera is (still). It’s disheartening, giving up on a goal. But I’m thinking of it as putting it on the shelf for a bit, rather than quitting. Only time will tell if it’s a goal I quit on, or put on pause. Things are bound to get crazy again with a newborn and a toddler. Once we are adjusted and into a routine, I may take some more photography classes again.
When I Quit Quitting 