My camera goes everywhere with me and has become an extension of my hand and a meaningful a tool in capturing our journey as much as my writing has. I’ve tried to balance sharing my writing with my desire to share more images while respecting my readers for what it is they come here to … Continue reading »
They announced this weekend from the back of the car that they needed to make a commercial. People, they said, needed to know and hear what they had to say about donating to fund brain tumor research. More people needed to support our team Babes with Brains and the Race for Research. Apparently from the … Continue reading »
I spent a few hours sitting under a tree with Harper this afternoon watching the boys help Paul wash our cars. “Be careful! Don’t get that soap in your eyes, it may kill you!!!” Said the dramatic one with authority. Always so over the top I thought as I passed a Cheerio to Harper. … Continue reading »
Each of our fingerprints are unique. Personal mini artworks we leave behind as lasting, important markings and reminders of who we are. I’ve had the privilege this past year to re-connect with another college friend. It’s been amazing to catch up and summarize what’s happened in our lives over the past 17 years since we … Continue reading »
We had high hopes this time for the nest. However the circle of life played out instead. It had been a really fun week watching the three gorgeous eggs be tended to and warmed by their momma and eventually watching the happy couple feed their first hatchling. We all became attached to this new little family of five that had … Continue reading »
A kiss last week. Just a kiss in the kitchen. Nothing more and nothing less. While the boys pretended to vomit and laugh, they watched Paul and I in a moment we’ve repeated thousands of times throughout our relationship. However, it was the first time I’d ever paused to consider what, if anything, was … Continue reading »
Because life is meant to be shared. Because all of life’s adventures are not pretty and perfectly packaged. Because too many people edit their lives and only share the pretty of life. Because this is our life and it’s not always pretty. That is why I write. We’ve been home for a week. Spring break … Continue reading »
People call me a survivor and they do so for all the wrong reasons. It drives me crazy. Bat-shit crazy. No one ever called me a survivor until I got a brain tumor. Suddenly, I have a brain tumor, crappy pathology, an undesirable diagnosis, I’m still alive and BOOM!… Now I’m a survivor! Ding, Ding, … Continue reading »
I figure if I had the audacity back in November to proclaim that I was going to train and actually run a half marathon, I should go ahead and come clean that I’m not. I tried. I really did. I followed a schedule. I was making progress and I was ticking off those miles. I … Continue reading »
I’m not sure how to define where I’ve been. I’ve been lurking somewhere between home, carpool, Costco, a ball field, my car, kitchen and virtually a million other places. Oh, how I’ve longed to sit here and write and oh!, how I have failed. Trust me, posts are there and words are stacked up in my head like rush hour traffic in Atlanta on … Continue reading »
You’d think after 17 years, a question and assignment from a college professor shouldn’t feel so fresh and haunting. Yet, it does. The reason why has changed significantly over the years as has my perspective on his assignment. Two months into a black and white photography class, sitting around a dingy studio table with all our … Continue reading »
Six months ago our hearts and family grew. Here are six images and six words recently captured through my lens that celebrate our life. Joy, Peace, Laughter, Tender, Smile and Love each caught through my lens.
In a recent on camera interview I was posed a question I never saw coming. As the words came out, one by one, forming the sentence and posing the question, the hair on the back of my neck rose. My pulse quickened and my chest got tight. Shit! I thought. Fight. Fight back the tears. … Continue reading »
