Side note. I always loved the invitations, brochures, promotional material, etc., that my church would have. I knew someone made that stuff, and my senior year of high school, I decided I wanted to be that person. Fast forward 6.5 years, and now I am that person.
Until my senior year of high school, I wanted to be an architect or interior designer. I took drafting classes, I made up pretend houses with awesome secret passages, and I would rearrange my room constantly. Yet, I'm so thankful I changed my mind.
Looking back, I always loved design. For example:
-I always kept beautiful promotional materials, invitations, etc.
-I always studied the way magazines laid out information.
-I instantly noticed when a magazine or publication would do a design overhaul, (even though I didn't really know what that meant.)
-I would critique the logos of businesses. Chick-fil-a still has the one of the best in my opinion.
-I LOVED making homemade cards.
The list goes on and on. Now I find myself loving it more and more: the combination of strategically solving problems while making it creatively compelling. After years of classes, projects, countless sleepless nights, working multiple jobs to make it through school, tears, internships, achievements, and my first real job–I can finally say I'm a professional in the field.
I never thought I would make it to this point.
This post is a reminder for myself. A reminder of how I feel at this specific milestone. A reminder of my love for learning more about this field. A reminder of the goals I have to further explore and create. A reminder to not give up. A reminder to keep going.
