The Light of the World
In Laura Pashby’s Small Stories today, she writes about “fog alerts.” Her dearest friends and family know her well and care about what she cares about. They understand her love for photographing fog, and when they see the fog roll in, they send texts to alert her.
I wonder what type of love language this is . . . when someone knows you deeply, when someone gets you without judgment, when someone jumps in beside you even if it’s not their thing, when someone bears witness to the way you see the world.
I have friends like this. They call or send texts to say I thought of you when I saw this place and I knew you would love to make pictures here.