Communion...Focusing on Childhood's Moments
Two years ago, I moved back to my old stomping grounds. Over those two years’ time, I bumped into an old high school friend at Target (twice), at Five Below, in the Whole Foods parking Lot, and probably other times I’m not recalling at the moment.
Sometimes the universe gives you a sign, other times it gives you a flashing neon billboard.
Each time we met ‘by chance’, we talked about where life had brought us in the last two and a half decades. One thing we agreed on is that even though in our cough40scough, we still feel young at heart.
That’s what made it even better to meet her daughter. I still can’t believe we are old enough to have made ‘little people’.
Finally, at our bajillionth chance meeting, my friend told me she’d seen (and loved) my work, and wanted me to commemorate her daughter’s communion. How could I not?
We spent the afternoon at their house, at the church, and down by the banks of a local river.
We played with bubbles, colored fog, and even decided to get Layla (the family dog) in on the fun. The afternoon flew by so quickly!
All in all, it was a treat. My clients are like family to me, whether I’ve known you a week, or twenty five years. Being able to capture special memories is my job; but it feels more like a gift.