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ABOUT MORGAN

 

Hi! I’m Morgan!

I started this little blog of mine back in 2008, when my husband Jamie and I were newly married and I was asked out of the blue to photograph a friend’s wedding. At 22 years old, I had just graduated with an English degree and was working at Starbucks and felt completely unsure of what I wanted to do with my life, and that phone call from my friend completely set the course for the rest of my 20’s. After photographing her wedding, I fell head over heels in love with weddings and photography and documenting life with images and words, so I created this little space on the internet to share my heart out.

For the next seven years, this blog helped me to build a following and an audience and a successful career traveling all over the United States photographing weddings. I loved blogging. But as the years went on, I began feeling torn. I felt like I could only share my most polished, professional self here, since I had potential clients to think about with every word I typed. There were so many things I wanted to write about, but I increasingly felt like it was too unprofessional, so I stuck almost exclusively to blogging about other people’s weddings and families and lives. And eventually, busyness got in the way of blogging even just those weddings and sessions. So my corner of the internet sat here, kind of sad and dusty, for a long time. My passion for writing was shelved.

Throughout those seven years, a lot happened in our lives. Jamie and I moved a whopping EIGHT times, from our hometown of Knoxville, Tennessee, all the way out to Salt Lake City, Utah, finally making our way back down south to Birmingham, AL, where we settled for the largest portion of our married lives.  Birmingham is where I really built my business and where we found amazing church, friend, and creative communities. It was a golden age, for sure.

But in 2015, everything we thought we knew was flipped on its head. We felt a calling to move back to Knoxville and we couldn’t ignore it, so we packed up our beloved, newly-renovated house, said tearful goodbyes to our friends-turned-family, and returned to our East Tennessee home. In the meantime, we had been trying to get pregnant for months, and suspecting that something was wrong, we made an appointment with a fertility specialist that summer. We discovered by way of two baseball-sized cysts in my ovaries that I had Stage 4 endometriosis and would need immediate laparoscopic surgery to remove as much of it as possible. Our doctor told us our best chance to conceive would be the six months following the surgery. But Month One passed, then Month Two, then before we knew it we hit Month Six, and still no baby. This is also the time we hit the one year mark of trying, which officially placed us in the “infertile” category. It was devastating.

During this time, I made the extremely difficult decision to close the doors indefinitely on this photography business of mine. No matter how much I adored it, I could no longer deny that it had become a source of way too much physical and emotional stress in my life, and something had to change. So I began exploring other options and soon after photographing my last wedding in November of 2015, I accepted a full-time job as a photographer and editor for a corporation based in East TN.

I was so worried about making this leap. It seemed backwards, going from being self-employed and living the so-called “dream” to an 8:00-5:00, Monday through Friday kind of job. But it has turned out to be the absolute best decision for my well-being, as it has given me the freedom that comes with separating your creativity and your livelihood. Now my free time finally feels like true free time, time to create and read and do projects and write and travel without the guilt of “neglecting” my work.

Which brings me back to this blog. I’m excited to finally revive it in a way that feels the most authentic to my life. I can’t wait to write about whatever I feel like writing about, which might be infertility one day and house renovations on our 1910 fixer upper another day and my journey to eating well yet another day. The possibilities feel endless, and if you decide to stick around, I can’t make any promises about what you’ll find here. All I can say is that these blog posts feel like little chapters in my story, and if you like stories, then you might enjoy following along. I hope you do!

xo, Morgan

Gail - I would hire you for that Wonder Years picture alone. :)

Jen - My fiancee thinks I’m the only person in the universe who leaves half an inch of milk (or juice, or tea…) languishing in the bottom of my glass for days. Glad to know I’m not alone!
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