We all want to b a kid again. Back when things were simple. We didn’t have to do ‘adult things’. If we were raised right we had responsibility, but nothing could prepare us for what the future holds. In highschool I was said to have some of the most strict parents in town. I wasn’t allowed to call boys. No phone in my room. Boys certainly were NOT allowed upstairs. The list goes on. If I remember correctly I spent 3/4 of my highschool years grounded. I’m thankful for that. I respected my parents, just not as much as I should have.
Parents and children have such a bond that is irreplaceable. In belief that things go well, its a bond never to be broken. In the terrible event trust is lost early into the relationship, its often hard to fix and carry on.
Shot outside my house watching childhood memories.
We all need it at one point or another, strength. Sometimes its harder than others to muster up. There are times when you don’t know where it came from but you find it and keep going. There are times when certain situations are easier to find strength than others. Regardless we have it, lose it, want it, fight it.
Strength is s big part of who I am. How I got here. Where I will end up.
Jellyfish are the oldest multi-organ animal having roamed the seas for over 500 million years. Tuna, shark, swordfish & sea turtle feed on jellyfish making them vulnerable. With no shell to protect them. No teeth. Nothing other than their stinging tentacles and strength. Strength to keep swimming and keep fighting.
Today, like most, I spent the day shooting. We were set to have Easter dinner at my dads around six.
I knew it would be different than most dinners as Nick wouldn’t be able to join due to work. I was bummed, but didn’t realize how much until I took him leftovers at work. Durrty, thank you for being my best friend, biggest rock & protecting me. I love you!
Patience, the capacity to accept or tolerate delay, trouble or suffering without getting angry or upset. The state of endurance under difficult circumstances, which can mean persevering in the face of delay or provocation without acting in a negative way.
I’ve always said I left my patience in my mothers womb when I was born. You learn it at a young age. Its the one thing, if you don’t have it, chances are you never will. I’m tolerable. Not patient. I realize this. It is what it is.
I think about you all the time, but I don’t need the same.
Shot after a LONG day of struggling without patience…
The free feeling, windows down, radio up, camera in hand, dog in the back & alone with your thoughts. Freedom & captivity at its finest. Driving roads that were once foreign. Thoughts…that trail off. The often distraction of a neat shot or the thought of its existence.
Sometimes being alone with your thoughts is worse than having a gun in a crowded area.
What do you mostly think of?
When thoughts become as clear as the billowing smoke in the dark night sky to rise with the stars only to disappear. The realization. The tears build, close enough to fall over the bottom of your eyes, you swallow hoping that will stop the inevitable.
So often in life we get burned. Hurt. Let down. Used. Lied to. Its hard to open up again. To trust. Love. Forgive. Believe. We don’t want to let anyone in in fear of the same happening again. No one likes that shitty feeling. The feeling of blaming yourself for the repeated offer of hurt upon your heart.
Just remember you will never know love. Happiness. Joy. Hope. Laughter. Fun. Cloud 9. Until you take that chance. Know with an open heart, hurt and sadness will happen again you just have to learn from it rather than hurt from it.
Everyday I am reminded to believe in the ‘Law of Attraction’, the belief that ‘like attracts like’.
Shot in black and white because that’s what currently holds my heart. Shot of an abandoned door because at one time, it opened up to happiness, love, laughter and hope.