If you have been following this blog for anytime, you are quite familiar with this beautiful family. I’ve been photographing them for a few years now, and I simply adore them. At the beginning of this session, the girls came bursting out of the truck with coloring pages for me, accompanied by lots of hugs and smiles. It really doesn’t get much better than that. It has taken me a few days to get around to writing this blog post, because there is so much that I want to say. There is so much on my heart right now, and while I normally don’t post too many personal posts on this blog – I feel the need to get it out. It’s been a challenge to figure out how to express just what I’m feeling right now, and what exactly it has to do with these photographs. But, it’s all jumbled up inside me, and I’m going to try to put it out into words. Bear with me, as this may be a little ramble-y.
I have been wanting aching to do a session with a family on a bed in a field for quite some time. It is not a new idea. I have seen many other photographers do this, and I’ve always thought it was just perfect. I had to find the right bed frame (which turned out to be just a $5 headboard from an antique store). I had to find the right family (I knew Lovelyn‘s would be up for this!). Then, I had to find the right space (a field I had permission to shoot in with the right low hanging branches to hang paper lanterns). Once I had all of this into place, it was just a matter of getting everything set up and in place. Who knew that day my husband, who hadn’t had overtime for months, would be working. To say I freaked out a little bit would be completely accurate. I was frantic that I wasn’t going to be able to get this all set up on my own. Good thing we have a truck, and I’m not too much of a weakling. Oh, and did I mention this was the day before chemo treatment #12 of 12. Yeah, I was tired, stressed, but also so. incredibly. determined. that nothing was going to stop this session from going off without a hitch. I made this happen, one of my dream shoots – while having cancer and going through chemo. And, for that, I can say I am pretty proud. The results just thrill me over and over again each time I look at these images. But, for me, it is so much more than the light, exposure, even the setting of these photos. There is SO MUCH in these photographs that bring me to tears these days each time I look at them.
For those of you that don’t know me or follow my updates on facebook or my personal blog, I am currently waiting to find out if I still have cancer. I will most likely know on Dec. 8th. The past few weeks have been trying. I haven’t been able to work at school through my treatments (I am a 5th grade teacher). Luckily, I’ve had photography to give me something to keep me going physically and mentally. It’s been one thing that the cancer hasn’t been able to take away from me through all of this. I am so thankful for it. I tried to post this blog on Tuesday morning, but I couldn’t get through this part without dissolving into tears. I’m not exactly succeeding right now, either. Tuesday was one of the hardest days I have ever faced. Yes, battling cancer has been tough. It isn’t nearly as hard as it was to come to grips with what Tuesday brought. On Tuesday, I drove to Indy with my mom to visit my Godmother, Robin. Robin was recently diagnosed with stage 4 inoperable pancreatic cancer. I had been down to visit her once since her diagnosis, and she had just one chemo treatment under her belt. We laid in bed and talked a lot that day. I will forever cherish that day. The love and connection I have with this woman is more than I can express in a blog post. She is like a second mother to me. She has always been such a bright, warm, welcoming, loving, perfectly wonderful piece of my life. I’m not sure how much is appropriate to share in this post, but I will just say that the reality of her situation was drastically set into focus on this visit. I had started to come to terms with the severity of this all, but the first few moments of our visit hit me like a ton of bricks. I realized, really realized, that cancer may permanently take her from us. And, we TALKED about it. I don’t know how to wrap my head around that. I again, laid with her in bed, holding her hand, the both of us bawling, affirming our love for one another. We were both desperate for the other to really, truly feel and understand how much we meant to one another. What a wonderful blessing to have that moment, yet what a horrible feeling at the same time. It is so strange to me to have those two feelings and so many others together all at the same time. Thankfulness, love, fear, sadness, anger, hope…..all hanging out in the same place. It is a challenge trying to understand how to manage them all. To say this has been hard for me is an understatement. To say this has been hard on her is not even starting to describe what she has been through.
Today is her 60th birthday. I love her with all of my heart and then some. I could never tell her enough how much she means to me. Happy Birthday to my most special Godmother. Love you bunches and bunches, forever and ever.
So, what in the heck does this have to do with these photos? These photos give me something to smile about. These photos give me hope. These photos give me something that defies cancer, that defies the crappy parts of life. These days I am clinging so tightly to anything that brings that into my life. In these photos, there are so many of those things……like…………
these 5 faces
the love between twins
(My Mom is a fraternal twin, Robin is an identical twin. and I have twin brothers.)
the joy in simple moments
that I got to witness little guy is showing us “the wheels on the bus” and the robot.
those two expressions – aykm? :swoon:
childish wonderment residing with the sweetest heart
baby cheeks and smiles
joy in simply being with the ones you love
snuggling on a bed with the ones closest to your heart
This photograph means the most to me….I see so much in it.
I see how different emotions, that don’t normally seem to go together can reside side by side.
I see the eyes of a mother loving on her children and dreaming of the future.
I see SO MUCH LOVE.
I see that empty space on the bed where there is always room for more.
Thank you for being a part of my life. Thank you for letting me share in your beautiful journey. I love you all, and please know how much you do for my heart every time I get to see you!
























































































