We’ve made it to Missouri for my mother’s first memorial service. It’s been a memorable road trip, the next to last for my mother and me. Maybe. I may keep some of her ashes and bring her back here from time to time.
We’ve arrived, Mom. Jennifer got this pretty little cabin near the marina at Truman Dam for less than the local motel was charging. I know you’d like that it costs less, and that it’s someplace you loved so much.
It means a lot to me too, since you had me bring you here when I saw you last. I took pictures of American White Pelicans here. I was surprised you knew so much about birds. We had the love of birds in common, and that’s something I’ll always treasure.
I’m going to make this a place I’ll visit as often as I can. It’s very far, but I feel like it’s a good place to remember you.
My dear friend Elizabeth, who was with me as I opened Mom’s boxes, inspired these little vignettes, and I can’t express deeply enough my gratitude to her for everything along this journey.
To repeat the disclaimer, this is a project about re-discovery. It’s about remembering who I am, what I’m about, what I love and what I do not. Fair warning, this project will be posted here rather than at my SFW site because there will be nudity from time to time. Some of it will be of me, some not, some artistic and pretty to look at, some just raw.
I don’t intend to think of something every day and then shoot it, though I may do that sometimes, too. But sometimes I will just shoot, and then find something about myself in the frames and post about that thing, whatever it is.