Last weekend was something very special for me and for my family and I'd like to share about it in blog. When I take a photo I most often put my heart in it. I have often said that I could take a picture of a cracker and make it look exciting. Why? Because I think I have.
Beauty is often in the eye of the beholder. Here lies the proof when I sit with a picture of a cracker that to someone else may seem like a boring choice of subject and lack interest but to me it's awesome. The way the part of the bag and parts of the cracker are out of focus is something I enjoy looking at. It's like looking at a strangers photo album. Seemingly not all too exciting at first thought, we need to have something invested in what we are looking at. So some may not find someone else's photos very appealing. We find beauty in things that sometimes others don't. It's how we learn to appreciate the world we live in and for an artist that comes very easily.
This past weekend I got to enjoy something that meant a great deal to me. My sister Rhonda ran her first 5k run! Now to invest emotion in these photos you need the back story involved. Rhonda was a runner when we were kids. She was the athletic sister. She was a record braker for her age group in our home town in the 100m and 200m dash. Just like the rest of our family it seems she fell way to weight gain over the years and we both often talked about losing it together.
This year has seen some awesome changes for Rhonda and for my whole family in fact, one day I'll write about that a bit more but in short Rhonda and I are both on our way to getting fit having lost over 100lbs just between the two of us. Rhonda in fact is blazing a trail that can seem a bit daunting to follow if it weren't for her big heart.
On Saturday we lined ourselves up along the route. There we were on Bay Street in Toronto with thousands of others, our camera's in hand...8 of us reading waiting and cheering. Gosh I wish we'd painted a banner but I know our pride bursted out of us all despite being banner-less. My brother in laws both stood further up the street ready to give us the cue to start cheering and get those camera's ready. I sat on high shutter and within a few minutes the moment was over but its something I will never forget. My *Nonna* ran past in a blink! Not only did she finish the run but she made a great time placing 1822nd out of 4268 runners!
After she'd ran past us we walked up to Nathan Philips Square to meet her where she picked up her medal and I got the shots I'm most happy with. The pics that to me say what I feel mean the most in the run. It was the finish line, the end results, the fact that our family was filled with so much love. I look at those pictures and they are not just a snapshot. They mean something. They mean everything. That's what life is all about. They say a picture is worth a thousand words but sometimes I actually think a thousand isn't near enough to describe what I feel.
Rhonda having a medal is just like old times. Just like me doing anything creative is just like old times. It's who we are and who we were meant to be. When you are looking at my site and you come across a picture you like. Remember that heart went into it, love was seen inside it and that sharing it with you is something I was always meant to do and something I value. So thank you for taking the time to stop by and notice. It makes me feel like I've won something too!