Happy Mother's Day!

I've been waiting to write this post for a couple of weeks now. I've never been much of a writer, so I have a very small window of time when I can write something that is anywhere near entertaining/doesn't make you want to bash your head into the screen by the time you get to the photos. So here goes...

Mothers. There is song after song after song expressing their importance. Yet, I don't think any of them come anywhere close to portraying the love we all feel for our mothers. I'm not sayin' the songs aren't a good representation of our feelings, but capturing those feelings for someone so special, so inspiring, is next to impossible.

Some choose songs and lyrics to express those feelings. I choose photographs.

Mom, You are the peas to my carrots, you are the peanut butter to my jelly, you are the cheese to my macaroni. When Ashley (my sister) would push me down, you were there to help me up. When I would get a break up note from the "cutest girl in school", you were right there to fill in and be my girl. Growing up, whenever things got tough, you were always my princess in shining armor? (Just go with it).

Raising children is probably one of the hardest things in life to do, and Mom, you not only did it, but you did so with class and elegance. Mom, I Love You, and I hope I can be there for you, much like you were there for me.

To the best Mom (and Dad) in the world, Thank You, and I Love You!

Graduation. Part Deux.

On Saturday, Stevie was nice enough to extend an invitation my way to her graduation party entitled: Keg and Kake. Needless to say, I brought my camera. We were a bit worried due to the threat of rain, but, the photography gods were nice enough to bless me with beautiful light.

P.S. When either of you girls get married, I want to shoot the wedding. All the details of the party, paired with everyone's personalities, really made the party a joy to photograph. Anywho, on to the pictures.

Congratulations.

Growing up, I never enjoyed writing. I was never good at it, and I always resented having to write paper after paper on topics that I had no interest. It wasn't until I began writing about photography until I understood as to why some people actually enjoy doing it.

Tonight. Well, tonight is a different story. As I sit here tonight, I am simply stumped. Stumped as to how I can express my thoughts, my feelings, and pride for my friends, for the recent college graduates. I am simply at a loss for words, for I am incredibly proud of them for all their acheivements.

I thought I would be able to come up with some witty anecdote and somehow relate it back to the sense of pride I got when I was sitting in the crowd of family and friends, watching them walk across the stage and receive their diploma. (It's a fake one btw.) But I can't.

All I can think about is how proud I am of them. As I look back on my childhood, college wasn't an option. It was the path I would take. No, my parents didn't push me, instead they led me. And I believe that has led me to having a bit of a disconnect with the actual thought of graduating from college and what it means. But as I watched the graduates receive their diplomas this week, it was a great reminder as to just how big a feat graduating from college is. All the sleepless nights, all the 8am classes, all the crappy group projects, it IS a big deal. They are the leaders of tomorrow.

Congratulations to all the graduates, I am incredibly proud of all of you, and I can not wait to witness all that you accomplish.

A couple photographs highlighting the graduation of someone I look up to most, Meredith Head. You are truly an amazing young woman capable of anything you put your mind to. Here's to the future.

 Meredith, you're just too easy to take photos of. You must have been in front of a camera before. :)