Sometimes, when there seems to be no words to explain how I feel – especially during incredibly tender moments – I open up and just let the words flow with the intent of allowing the emotions to move. Last night, I did that when I got home after spending time at the cemetery with my best friend.
The first part of my experience yesterday was joy… I got to see my best friend again who was in town for the ceremonial laying of the headstone on her family’s grave. That joy, however, was tinged with such sadness because… my best friend was in town again because they were laying the headstone on her family’s GRAVE.
The second feeling was awe when I discovered that my photography was used to memorialize this relationship for all time. It took my breath away to know that the images I captured are the images that people have used time and again to express the way they feel about these kids and these images will be what people see 50, 80, 150 years from now to represent these kids.
And then, to see the beauty of the entire thing… having the headstone there gave the whole experience an entirely new level of “real” even though it still doesn’t seem real.
And again… just when I think there are no words, I find them.
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