The last few weeks, but most especially this one, I have been mentally drained from work. I am busy getting my site ready for its launch on Valentines day. With the mental toll has come questions. Am I doing the right thing with my life? Do my clients even realize how much I give of my life to do what I do? Can I do this yet again with the knowledge that we will be moving again in the next few years?
Then an envelope arrived yesterday with my jury notice and these three pictures. I had set these pictures aside when I was visiting Mom late last year but forgot to bring them home. These three had really spoken to me. Seeing my Mom hold me in the hospital, holding me in our living room with our apartments in the back, and my Mom and Grandma at the lake with a ball that I totally remember. In that very second, when I opened the mail, I realized I wasn’t supposed to bring them home. I was supposed to receive them today. They are a message that answers all of my questions. Yes, I am doing the right thing. Even if it means I am giving much of who I am in this life, I am giving this gift to another. That is powerful.
I wanted to photograph these this morning, so I laid the pictures out and went to take the shot. Jackson ran over, my first reaction was….NO, don’t touch…then that little hand held onto the picture of me, first born, and the message became even more powerful.
I am not only perserving memories for this generation. I am doing so for future ones too. My tank is full yet again. Let’s make this happen.
