“Only put off until tomorrow what you are willing to die having left undone.” ~ Pablo Picasso
I dreamed of one day going to Spain. I had the opportunity to join my best friend after graduating from high school. I opted to stay home with a newly scored boyfriend, while she and two other girls traipsed around Spain and Portugal with their backpacks. BIG MISTAKE! This is the time in your life for youth hostels, Eurail passes and free spirits NOT high school boyfriends and lousy summer jobs.
Lucky for me, opportunity knocked again last summer. “Where would you like to go to celebrate your half century on this planet?” Bryan asked. Without hesitation, “Spain”. So, almost 32 years to the day, we headed to Spain. No backpacks, no youth hostels (thank you Airbnb); however, I opted for the Eurail pass rather than a car or flight from Barcelona to Málaga.
The trip was remarkable. We were free spirits in Spain, me, Bryan and Ally, each of us having a dear friend by our side. It may have taken awhile to get here, but, it sure was worth the wait. I will have an apartment in Barcelona again, one day. I will travel back to Málaga and Marbella and sit with a sangria in hand, a flower in my hair and watch the sun set over the Mediterranean.
Recently, I had the privilege of spending a Saturday morning at the beach in Half Moon Bay with two beautiful, little girls. We were there to get some snaps for the annual Christmas card and updates for the parents and grandparents. The older daughter, serendipitously, is a member of the Class of 2020 =). It seems appropriate, in my efforts to stay true to my blog, that I share moments and thoughts from this particular photo shoot.
These captured moments lend to my goal to remain true as straight photographer (look it up) in a digital world. In my amateur days, I was once told by a professional that I must define myself in order to be a successful. You must promote yourself as garden photographer, an equestrian photographer or commercial photographer. Well, those who know me know why I will never compartmentalize myself or my photography.
The girls were a delight. Always wondering and worrying if I got the shot, I paced a bit and stumbled over some seaweed that, when hooked in my toe, began to form an arc. The girls looked at it, and, saw a heart. They finished creating the seaweed heart, and, then giddily went on to make their own in the sand. Two beautiful, loving sisters at the end of magical morning at the beach. The last shot of the day (the one above) is always my favorite.
“Love and compassion are necessities, not luxuries. Without them humanity cannot survive.” ~ Dalai Lama
It’s been a long week. Life can change on a dime. All you can hope is that your faith in humanity will always maintain and hold you. Twenty four hours ago I was losing some faith. My child was on the receiving end of some very unkind and ugly behavior at school. Behavior that, of course, had no merit, no foundation and that should never, ever have been tolerated. But, ugliness happens….life happens. Between the time of her explaining her heartbreak to Bryan and myself, and us sorting things out with teacher/parents/etc., we got a call that Aunt Re was failing. Bryan had to catch the first flight to the East coast, immediately. He stopped by school at lunchtime today to tell the Bean he was leaving for a while. He didn’t explain much and she didn’t ask.
As I sit here at 1:00 a.m. and wait to hear whatever news I can receive, my heart breaks for the journey that Bryan is taking with his/our beloved Aunt Re. Prayers for a peaceful journey are all I can wish and hope for. However, through this heartbreak, I must share that my faith in humanity has been restored. This evening I have received an outpouring of e-mails from parents from the Bean’s class wanting to know if she is okay and if there is anything they can do to help. Apparently, after Bryan left her at school, she had a difficult time masking her emotions from her classmates. They all knew, immediately, something was wrong and surrounded her with hugs and kindness. She found comfort in her friends. Many of them told their parents and the parents took the time to send me an e-mail. It’s amazing to know that despite the road bumps and tragedies in life’s journey, humanity really does always prevail.
I dedicate Journey to 2020 to Re/Aunt Re/Sharon Frasier. You have always been my biggest fan and cheerleader, and for that I am forever grateful. You are kindness. You are courage. You are wisdom. We love you are with you, hand in hand, on your journey.
“It’s not only children who grow. Parents do too. As much as we watch to see what our children do with their lives, they are watching us to see what we do with ours. I can’t tell my children to reach for the sun. All I can do is reach for it, myself.”
I wasn’t sure if I wanted to title this post, “pondering”, “parenthood” or “disenchantment”. As my daughter approaches her tenth year, I ponder how Bryan and I are measuring as her parents. I believe our successes greatly outweigh our failures and I believe we are doing a pretty darn good job at nurturing a decent human being. Parenthood, while not a piece of cake, has come to us gracefully, without a lot of drama. The child, as I have always said, brings more to our plate then we could ever dish out on to hers. This beautiful person is such a gift in my life and inspires me everyday to dig deeper into my art. Parents sometimes forget to continue to grow on their own journey as they raise the next generation. My daughter and my journey to 2020 becomes richer each day with knowledge, love, understanding and, sometimes, disappointment. Fortunately, the few moments of disenchantment when actions of unkindness or cruelty come along, I always have this small person to remind me that resilience is “rooted in a tenacity of spirit”. On her first day of preschool they asked us to describe our child in one word. We chose “empathetic”. Yep, we were right!
Photo taken of the sun setting over the Pacific during the Super Bowl ♥
Quote of the Day: “And the sand castle virtues are all swept away in the tidal destruction ~ the moral melee.” ~ Ian Anderson
I wasn’t so sure where I was going to take the Journey this week. I was busy with shooting, editing, child and traveling. In the normal course of a week, I generally have my ideas formed by Tuesday and crank something out by Wednesday morning. As it happened, Wednesday came and I had nothing. So, I walked on the beach for inspiration and took this shot. I was mesmerized by the sand castle. I had posted a shorter version of this quote earlier in the week on my personal page ~ “and the sand castle virtues were all swept away”. Coincidence? I think not. Perhaps just a simple reminder that everything is as it should be. What’s great about song lyrics is they are wildly open for interpretation. So…my blog, my interpretation :). I am fortunate to say that my sand castle virtues have not be swept away. Time has only made them stronger.
As I photographed the sand castle, I had an “aha!” moment. I angled my camera to capture the castle with the ocean as its background. However, I was inundated with tourist standing on the other side to snap a shot. I was fortunate enough to catch this lovely moment with the young boy running towards me. However, the tourist kept coming; paying me no regard. I was irritated and becoming very disenchanted with the moment. Defeated, I surrendered and walked to the other side of the castle to try to get a clean shot. This is what I captured. I still favor my ocean shot, but, am glad for my irritation with the tourists. I’m sure they were having similar feelings about me as I blocked the view of The Del.