I started writing this blog entry almost 2 weeks ago and it started out as an essay on all the obstacles I came upon and how I overcame them as a photographer. You really don't need to read about how this made me a better photographer, only that it did, technically and personally. On this night, a special, spiritual and emotional eve, so many of us are missing our dearly departed. Some may have passed away recently. Some left us many years ago. For those who still have their parents, grandparents, siblings, and loved ones, you are lucky. These gentle seniors live in a nursing home. Some were wheelchair bound. Some were healthy enough to walk on their own. All were kind, sweet, and thankful. When I look at these photos, I look at their eyes. In them I see those in my past whom I miss, my present with loved ones and how lucky I am to still have them in my life, and my own future. I would love to show you the entire gallery. If I get permission to open the gallery to the public, I will let you know. For now, enjoy these few.

I thank Sara H. (seen below) for asking me to be her photographer for her "Personal Project" a requirement for her high school curriculum. She chose this wonderful project - to give a gift to senior citizens and their families. Some have not had their portraits taken in decades. I hope I was able to give their families a keepsake. They aren't perfect but growing old never is. Thank you as well to Abby H. for assisting me on such short notice. Sara H.'s personal project became my own by chance - an accidental personal project.

I'll end with this quote. How true is this? “The more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.” ~ Jean-Paul Sartre