December 7, 2013
Perhaps they are not stars in the sky, but rather openings where our loved ones shine down to let us know they are happy.
FOCUS: Life Unscripted
For so many years my father was the ‘historian’ of the family, documenting our lives through photography and movies. He even had an impromptu dark room set up in the basement where he dabbled in developing his own black & white pictures. Because of him, our family now has a treasure trove of old pictures, slides, and silent movies that are carefully archived and preserved for us all to enjoy. My father was the one who inspired me to pursue my interest in photography, and he always encouraged and supported my efforts. Four years ago, just a few weeks after Christmas, he passed away. His very last Christmas gift to me was the camera that I use today. I remember when I opened the package I felt like a torch was being passed to me. My camera is one of the most thoughtful and meaningful gifts I have ever received, and I truly feel his spirit with me every time I use it. It saddens me that he didn’t live long enough to really see what I could create with it.
Today would have been my father’s 79th birthday, and so I’d like to dedicate today’s post to him. Happy Birthday, Dad! I sure do miss you!