because we both love the journey,
not lost, but exploring,
because you gave me my first camera,
and kept teaching me
even when it seemed I’d never learn,
and an unwavering kind of support
for all these years,
sitting next to you, just the two of us,
I sigh deeply,
secure in
your love.

 

everyone puts their own little piece of themselves into this work . . . Wreaths Across America

 

Is it alright if Christmas isn’t the most wonderful time of the year?

If I miss pieces of my life removed like slices of a pie?

If I wonder about the future and worry about past mistakes?

If I take a beat to bring myself to the present, senses fully aware, and sink into gratitude?

Finding comfort and joy with the camera to my eye.