I had just finished shooting this session when I was hit with the terrible news that my grandfather’s heath was failing. He’s lived 93 fabulous years, so the call was to be expected at some point, but I was still so very sad to lose him.
Going back to New York state on the very next flight for a week was wonderful. I was happy to have the chance to say good bye. Happy to be there for my grandma and reconnect with my aunts, uncles and cousins. It was an amazing week (an amazing gift that my husband gave me by taking off of work & watching the kids), but it was also really hard. While I have grieved the loss of family members in the past, this was the first time that I was a part of the dying process. I think I expected something beautiful or miraculous. Perhaps something that rivals birth? Instead, I was left feeling conflicted and uncomfortable with the aging process. And sad because I missed my Grandpa.
Upon my return, I felt that I was walking around in a haze–not really seeing my world in full color. But as it is for most of us, taking a week off of life had put me very behind. I had to jump back into being a mom, wife, taxi driver, cook, maid and photographer. As I sat down to take a look at the photos I had taken over a week prior, I was filled with so much warmth. These two amazing parents were overflowing with excitement, joy, love and tenderness as they were getting to know their new baby boy. Those first few weeks as a new family are precious and unlike any other time in your life.
Empathizing with these beautiful parents has completely pulled me out of the fog. It’s helped me to see life as the very precious gift that it is and reminded me to be grateful for each and every day. I am so incredibly fortunate to be invited into homes during the most intimate of times, and I hope that I can offer these parents even a portion of the gift that they have given me.
Thank you for sharing your beautiful baby boy with me! I have so much love for you three.