The subject in this photo has a certain “set apart” appearance. He is looking down at the crowd on the beach, making me wonder what he is thinking, what is his story, and why he is alone.
I have 2 photos for this – the first is my youngest daughter at age 3 experiencing the ocean at Galveston beach. What childhood abandonment and pure bliss on her face! This is one of my all time favorites.
When we are older, bliss can be more difficult to capture. We have a multitude of important thoughts that can override happiness and bliss, so we have to be more mindful in seeking out these moments. One of my favorite activities is to sit on the boardwalk by the lake with a cup of coffee on a cool morning. Watching the sky and water, before the cares of the day creep upon me, is a simple joy.
The assignment – home. ” Home is elusive. When we think about this word, we might picture different physical locations. And while home is often found on a map, it can also be less tangible: a loved one, a state of mind.”
I live in an apartment building, and I love being here. Inside is warm and welcoming and I live with a beautiful person. I get to see sunrises and sunsets over the lake out my bedroom window, and lots of birds and other bits of nature. But home is where my heart is – and each one of my children has a piece of it. I took this picture of my grownup kids at Thanksgiving of 2011. They are rarely all together now, and I don’t see them much either. They are each strong, unique, independent, and that was my hope for them.