A Short Poem for A Too-Short Life

My husband lost a friend this week.  He was young, in his late twenties. 

A senseless accident cut short a beautiful life.

A 51-year old father from our community passed away this week as well.

So often when we are touched by these tragedies, we stop to think about how fragile life is.  How important it is to appreciate every single moment.

This Fragile Life

we are strong

yet not

we are but a moment

delicate and fierce

hold onto love

dream

believe

embrace

savour every second

for scarcely a moment will pass

then,

in the silver white midnight

we shall look back

and love

Liquid Lumination

So I got out the glasses, water, the food colouring, and some lighting... To some, this may not be a recipe for artistic creativity, but the more I played around with these items, the more excited I got. The light reflecting in the coloured water, playing with the curves in the glasses; the possibilities were endless.

For me, these moments are what photography is all about: Losing myself in the moment, in the light and the colours, finding visual poetry in the ordinary.

Time Flies

A couple of nights ago I dug out some old photo albums. It had been awhile since I'd taken the time to look through the kids' baby pictures. My son, my daughter, and I curled up on the couch with these memories on our laps. Even though I know time flies, and I feel every day how fleeting their childhood is, I was amazed at how quickly they've grown. The baby faces have turned into child faces, their eyes a little more knowing and their bodies growing.

My children were keen to talk about the things they remembered, and hear stories about the ones they didn't. The pictures speak of moments of laughter and love, smiling faces and silly ones too. Firsts: First Christmas, Halloween costumes, visits to the beach.

We will add to these albums as they grow; as time moves on, we will continue to run for the camera to captures those moments.

So we can remember,
together.