To the person I was most scared of being criticized by
I was terrified to label myself as a photographer. I was terrified to even pick up the camera and try. What if people thought I was just “another girl with a camera”? What if they thought I was a wanna-be?
Expired Blessings & Payson’s Seizure
ONE MONTH AGO TODAY I was riding in the back of an ambulance dressed in my husbands clothes-- a pair of sweatpants at least four sizes too big for me and the first shirt of his that I happened to grab off the shelf. I had no makeup on…
In these small, still moments
In these small, still moments, I feel perfect peace. David’s goodbye kiss still on my lips, the gentle click as he closes our bedroom door, the sound of his footsteps fading down the hall…