Well this month has proven to be quite exciting, especially since this month is my busiest time all year long. A few weeks ago I was at a session at Percy Warner Park with a sweet, sweet family. I had another session directly after and went back to my car only to find my window busted and my purse gone. I did not want to leave my other family waiting so I went straight to my next session with hands shaking and mind racing. But the best part was the fact that my friends who I photographed first stayed by my car to call and wait for the police. They showed kindness to me beyond belief. I basically had to force them to leave after a few hours. And it could have been much worse with my camera or laptop stolen. So I was definitely counting my blessings even in the midst of loss.
Then a week or so after that I was in a creek chasing my middle boy and slipped on a rock catching myself with my middle finger. Well that middle finger decided to completely shift to the side dislocating itself from the joint. Needless to say it hurt like hell and I thought my finger was dangling. The first thing that came to my mind was "how am I going to be a photographer now without a finger?!" Thankfully it was not broken and the doctor just popped it back in place. There is still a ton of healing to take place but once again, it could be worse.
Now we enter the season of being grateful for the things we do have even if there is some sort of loss or pain in our lives as well. I am trying to count my blessings and really pay attention to the little graces that I receive every single day. So to all of those who are entering this Christmas season with dread at the things, people or places you have lost- hold on to the small graces. They are there shining through the cracks.
Below are a few of my favorite photos from my many sessions of this season. Small graces extended to me.
