It's always been there. That knowing. Days that are easy. Stuff that doesn't matter. Fights just not worth fighting. But fear has always been there as well. Living right along side the knowing. Talking each other out of doing what's right to settle for what's easy. Fear has always weighed heavier. Harder to push off. More difficult to talk about. To believe. Fear can break you. Break you down into tiny pieces. How does that happen? How do we allow that to happen to ourselves or our loved ones? But most importantly, how can anyone be responsible for that? To break a soul. To put it out like a cigarette butt. To make it feel like it just doesn't matter. And that it is worth nothing.
We are all worthy of love, respect, kindness, gentleness, excitement and feeling good about who we are. So how does one come back? What is it that finally gives us the strength? Why is it so easy for some and so difficult for others? Is there a switch? Like an internal slap across the face that wakes you up and makes you want more. Want better. Just want. We all have fear in our lives. A little, or alot, we all know how it feels. We also all have that knowing. That deep desire to just be loved. We need love. And love shouldnt hurt. Not the soul. That is what makes me, me and you, you. It is our entire self. Our core. Our energy. And when it's broken, there seems like there's nothing left.
So when you finally find the strength, and you will, you will also find love. Real love. True love. And those that love you will circle you and protect you. And will never let your soul be broken again.
I want to talk about love. You all know how much I love, LOVE. I was asked to document Shelley and Paul’s love story. On the beach. Mrytle Beach to be exact. They chose to have me tag along with their family, and well, treat me like family :) To say that I was honoured is just not enough. It’s hard to express how incredible it was that they wanted me. And trusted me. With their story. Their love story.
Their love is deep. And wide. And involves five amazing children. It was the most heartwarming wedding I have witnessed. It wasn’t just Shelley and Paul. It was Josh. And Emily. And Sara. And Brooklyn. And Makenna. On that hot, humid, sunny day on the beach, they became one family that oozes with love. Like overflowing love. The kind you can’t contain, or hide. It’s the kind of overflowing love, that seeps into those that are around them. It’s contagious. It’s hugs. Lots of hugs. And laughter and more love.
Shelley, Paul, Josh, Emily, Sara, Brooklyn, and Makenna, thank you for allowing me to capture your love in photographs. There just isn’t enough room in one frame, or camera chip, or computer to hold the amount of love that you guys have for each other.
I have said it many times before … I love LOVE. To be able to sit back and just watch two people who adore each other is a pretty awesome thing. Sitting quietly and watching Stephanie and Ryan with each other, it was easy to film their love story. You can see it. You can feel it through their photos. That’s love. True love. And I am blessed that they have chosen me to tell their story. Their love story. So next year, again by the water, I will watch behind my lens, the love they have for each other, and will be able to catch it, and lock it down forever. In photographs :)