"There's nothing like a song about lost love to remind you how everything precious can slip from the hinges where you've hung it so careful. June played with her eyes closed... You have never heard such music, how it made us believe death was nothing but a doorway. "
- The secret life of bees. Sue Monk Kidd
I sat with Sue over BLT's listening to stories that day. About how her Uncle was really funny, and how close everyone was. I watched her get a small smile when she talked about how she was her uncle's favorite, or so the joke went. How everyone would tease, that sue could get away with anything because of how much her uncle john thought she could do no wrong. The kind of memories that made even me sad, that I didn't get to experience them. The thing that made me the most sad, was when Sue paused and said "I don't know what I was thinking" why didn't I just record his laugh? so I could have it now and hear it on days like this". That thought hit me so close to home. I thought of my parents and how my dad complains that he has a photogapher for a daughter and he still doesnt have a good facebook photo and how I know how important these things are and yet I neglect documenting my own memories of the people closest to me. Right then I decided, let's start now. Lets document your family's life now because in reality none of us has forever, but we can always leave a trail of bread crumbs back to these moments with photos, and cell phone videos, and journals, and tattoos.
It had been one year since John opened his eyes and took a deep breath somewhere where it didn't hurt to breath. And the pain of losing someone is never easy and seems unfair, but there is a peace in knowing that person is just waiting there for the real party to start.
It had been one year since John opened his eyes and took a deep breath somewhere where it didn't hurt to breath. And the pain of losing someone is never easy and seems unfair, but there is a peace in knowing that person is just waiting there for the real party to start.
Patricia, Johns wife, and Michelle his daughter got tattoos on the year of his death to remember him and so I went with to document the tattoos, and their story and we did family portraits with the entire family around the tree that they planted for him in the Elwood Childrens Garden.
beautifully done!
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