It feels so cliche to say that life can be hard, messy and beautiful all at once, but it sure can. My dad passed away back home in Oregon in early June. I am so very thankful to have built a life/career that allowed me to be by his side along with my siblings and our mom in our dad’s final days. Thank you to my amazing clients who didn’t even hesitate to reschedule so I could be where I needed to be the past five weeks.
I recently came across the receipt for my very first SLR camera. My dad’s signature was at the bottom and I was flooded with the memory of my dad taking me downtown Portland, Oregon to a fancy camera store and buying that camera for me. Both my mom and my dad have always been a huge support of my photography from the very beginning.
My dad was so proud of all six of us kids, and maybe even prouder of all 23 grandkids and great-grandkids. I know we will always be proud of him. I am so damn lucky to have the family that I do. Thanks, Mom and Dad.
Love, love, Dad.
