Someone recently asked me if I was "addicted" to my camera. I thought it an odd question. I am addicted to coffee, and I still miss Marlboro's, but I don't think of my 20-year profession as an addiction.
My son just got married. The bride and groom hired a photographer. I had my new Nikon, and I took a few photos, but I found that putting the camera down to be present was easy. I didn't start to shake! The only sweat came from dancing for 3 hours.
I am committed to archiving memories. A brilliant photographer did the job, and while I am going through euphoria withdrawal from the joyful event, it was Just Fine not to be "the photographer." You see, it's my job, but when my child got married, I just wanted to be the groom's mother!
Sometimes, it is better to simply see with two eyes rather than the one from my lens. Lets my whole heart into the picture.