a minute’s enough.

On the playground.  At the oceanside. In the pool. You’ve heard it before… “Daddy, watch me!”  Simple words that sum up the heart of a child.  Wanting to be seen and heard and understood and smiled at- all at the same time.  I was the same way. I wanted him to be proud of me, never wanted to disappoint.

Pink sings it, and if you haven’t listened to it, I wish that you would.  Beam Me Up. A minute’s enough because I just have a few questions.  Can you see me? Are you proud of me? Are you happy? – I love you.

Yes, please. Beam me up.  A minute’s enough.

Bearskin Neck- Rockport, MA  Summer 2014

Bearskin Neck- Rockport, MA Summer 2014

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special photo challenge: inspiration.

As a teenager, writing was the way I expressed my feelings without having to speak.  It was the tool I used to clear my head.  I almost always felt an immediate sense of relief after I put my thoughts on paper.  In this way, I was able to sort through them, and constructively speak my mind without “burning any bridges” with friends (and boyfriends.)

When my father died in 2010, I started my blog.  In the beginning, I wrote to help myself through the immense loss that I felt.  I felt better after I wrote about him, and sometimes to him.  As I began to write more often,  I was able to incorporate my love for photography into my posts.

I will forever be inspired by the wisdom my father shared with me.  I will forever feel comforted by the love that I know he felt for me from the moment I was born, and, as he said, even “before I was born.”  I hear him each time I publish a post.  He says, “Good for you ,Cal!”

May he and my photos continue to inspire me for a long, long time.  It is my hope that my writings will inspire others,  make people feel good about themselves, and to continue to spread the wisdom my father has left.

And so:

Here we are…

missing someone.

The best advice I can give is the advice I have been given.  Keep this little passage in your pocket, and pull it out when you feel the need to hear these words again.

“There is nothing I can do to make him come back.

There are no words I can say that can replace the words you long to hear.

There are no answers I can give that will satisfy your questions.

  There is not another soul I can introduce you to that will ever replace him.

And,

there is no love I can offer that will ever replace the love you shared.

 I cannot promise your broken heart will ever be complete.

 I will not say it could have been worse.

I will not lie and tell you he will come back.

 He never really left.  I do promise he hears you when you speak.
I will say he loves you no matter the distance.

I will not deny he is in a better place.

And,

I will not lie; he is waiting to greet you someday.

He is every step you take, he is in everything you do, he is the air you breathe, he is every beat of your heart.

 He is like the wind.
You cannot see him..but you will always feel him.”

~author unknown