End to 2025
Overall, 2025 was a better year than others. Of course, with the end of it being so top of mind and awful, I really have to dig deep and analyze it without just the recency bias coloring my perspective of it.
I made more money in 2025 than I ever have before. We went on a really good road trip with Myrtle. We met new people and maintained our strong relationships with those closest to us. I got to see my best friend bring people from around the world together for a live show he designed and then marry one of my other best friends in front of everyone. I shot so many events that I think I might be less of an architectural photographer and more of an event photographer now. I worked with a globally-recognized artist and traveled for work for her. I bought a truck that I genuinely love to drive and realized I am a small truck guy. I got to eat at Casa Bonita in Denver with my friends, and a trip to Chicago in September was a blast.
It’s wild how the death of one person in your family, though, really nullifies how you feel about the year overall. I won’t keep harping on this because we still have a lot to do for it, and I know I will speak on it again within the next few days, but all I’ll say is after seeing a man die, I’ve really started seriously thinking about mortality in ways I haven’t before. Nothing is certain, we never truly know how much time we have left, and having a clear vision of what’s to come is optimistically foolish at best.
So, as I leave 2025 in the past, I have to remember that I can only guess at what’s to come in 2026 and plan for it accordingly. Hopefully the next year will be as good as the last minus a repeat of that thing at the end.