I took this picture last February or March. My mom was in the hospital and I had to do some work on the west side of the state. I decided to take my camera because I thought it might be cool to take some winter pictures of the lake we both love so much. I went home and printed 8x10s on plain paper -- just to show her how pretty it was with the snow rolling in.
I loved being the only one on the beach. It felt amazing to behold the wonder of the lake all alone.
The picture above made me think heaven peeking through as the storm rolled in.
I gave the plain paper pictures to my Mom at the hospital. She took the pictures in her hands and just stared at them. We both knew she would not be going to see the lake again herself. We knew there wasn't time. So I brought the lake to her.
I loved watching her smile. I am trying not to dwell on my grief. I am trying to choose to be grateful and to keep a grateful and thankful spirit. I feel alone without my Mom, but this forces me to seek richness elsewhere. Hopefully good will come from this. I can see the efforts my Dad makes as good that has come. He has become more attentive and caring to each of us. Hopefully relationships will continue to heal and grow. The world is so different for us now.