Along one of the roads that I have traveled on too many times to count is the tiny little village of Milledgeville. There really isn’t much of anything there except from a few houses, a church and the old grocery and gas station, which is no longer open. But the building seems to have been frozen in time. A little piece of the past. One of the gas pumps even has the last fill up and price still on it.
“Well, I know that I’ve messed up more than a time or two. I’ve lied like hell, I’ve done it well and I’ve got the scars to prove.”
Today was pretty intense mentally & emotionally for me. I was able to have a long overdue conversation with a dear friend. A conversation that made sense in so many ways and filled in some gaps.
I’ve struggled with faith for some time now. I was born Lutheran and then confirmed Catholic. My parents raised me to attend church every Sunday and even attend Bible school. I never got much out of it. Was it because I was forced to attend? I wasn’t ready to attend? I didn’t understand the capacity of it? Now as an adult I’ve watched religion tear my family apart and be responsible for an unaccounted number of deaths throughout the world. Such a fine subject to dance around. Speaking with another friend, TJ, about this brought tears to my eyes. I’m not going to state my beliefs, or which is right or wrong. I doubt this is what Jesus had in mind though. I’m thankful for moments like these, as hard as they are.
Memories, you love to have them when they are good and would give anything to have amnesia when they are painful, however everyday you have the opportunity to make new ones.
Second to shooting photos, I love meeting new people. Hearing other peoples stories and just friendly chat is captivating for me, perhaps the reason I’ve enjoyed bartending so much for the past several years.
Shot this while shooting pool, making memories with new people where old memories reside with past friends.
Timing. Everything in life is about timing. It can make or break a situation, relationship, ruin a good thing or make a good thing horrible. Tonight I believe some things in my life have come full circle. I’ve realized things I’ve suppressed for four years, cried & tried holding on to a piece of my past that wanted to run faster than a wild horse. Part of healing is letting go I suppose. Its hard to let go when you don’t have closure. I don’t know if tonight was closure or complicated things more than they had been.
Love isn’t black & white.
I’ve always been drawn to abandoned & forgotten places. I wanna know the story. What was here before, how did it become forgotten and what’s next?
A few places have given me the creeps, but most of the time it’s intriguing to look around and take photos of someone’s past.
This particular photo was taken of an old farm house off a numbered country road. The broken window with a lace wild flower growing in front, caught my attention.
*SideNote* Lilly & Oliver often go with me to shoot photos, definitely if I’m not feeling well in case something happens. As I’m knee deep in wild flowers again, in front of this old abandoned farm house, Lilly jumps in the front seat and honks the horn scaring the piss out of me.
Jesse, ‘Storm’, Jason & Ben. I love these boys! Most wouldn’t, but I consider myself lucky to call them mine. These boys have been friends for years through school, girlfriends, drunken nights, roommates & many Vegas trips. Ben and his wife are leaving for the UK for some time, allowing Ben to continue his schooling.
Having friends deeply rooted as these boys makes for a lifetime of memories, laughter, tears & good freakin’ times, however it makes goodbyes difficult.
We will be holdin’ it down here in The States upon your return & we wish you kids the best of luck!!
Locked. Guarded. Secure.
I’ve never noticed this place. I think its funny how we notice things only when were ready. I’ve driven by here countless times, apparently not ready until now to see such beauty. As I walked up the lane I had a sense of violation. Not because it was illegal to be there but I felt as if I was violating privacy of someone. An odd feeling I’ve never experienced in a cemetery.
A beautiful evening on the patio with family & friends. I really enjoy evenings such as these. Being outside with the fresh air, sun shining, summer breeze wrapping around my bare skin. The sun sets behind me while I enjoy the smiles of those in front of me. I can’t help but be distracted by this, like so many of us during trials of our life. We cannot focus on what’s behind us when we have endless possibilities in front of us. Moments that offer happiness and satisfaction.
Remember the sun will rise tomorrow offering new opportunities and the breeze will gently blow the pain away that lingers from second & third chances.
Today I got to see some very old friends of mine. I went to one of their graduation parties and I got to see all of them again. It had been about seven years since I had seen some of them. It was weird to see them seven years later and seven years older. I got to catch up with them, meet their new friends and talk about where they were all headed off to college and what their plans were. It was great to see all of them and I plan on seeing them again before another seven years pass.
From left to right: Grant, Me, Elijah, & Alex
Looking back on where I’ve been, what I’ve done, been through, overcome & failed. Wow what a wild ride. Moments I never thought I’d make it through only to come out of them to tackle more.
We’ve all been there. Looking back on what made us. What brought us here, to our current being. Its important to look back, learn, laugh, even cry. Never dwell. Had been, what ifs, could haves & should haves will NEVER be so don’t waste your time on them. What is, will bes and cannot waits are what lies ahead.
Shot lookin back on the sunset after a spring storm in Midwest IN.