
The last day of my thirties. 30s. Youngishness. Thinking thinking thinking. Why is it I have wanted/tried to do PAD projects and failed? It shouldn't be so bloody hard, and wouldn't be if I stopped trying to control the results. Why did I even pick up a camera in the first place?? To record these people of mine, in all their ordinary glory: their joy, misery, thoughtfulness and hilarity. The way their hair sticks up in the morning. The rollicking white flesh of their baby legs. The discoveries that roll in on each new second. Since my memory won't store these details, it never has, I want a way of remembering them. I want to be able to rub them like pebbles when I am old.
Tomorrow I turn 40, if I am ever going to do it, why not now?
You have brought tars to my eyes beautiful lady...i am too turning 40 this year and feel like I am in a rush to connect and experience so much of what life has to offer. My kiddies are growing up around me and before long they will leaving home. You have made me think.
ReplyDeleteSars, you are such an amazing inspiration and a beautiful mummy. I can't wait to follow your little journey of words and images.
ReplyDeletexxx
Oops - wrote that from DAve's account -- the above comment was Angie xx
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful .. makes me feel a bit guilty for turning 40 last year and doing absolutely zip!
ReplyDeleteand lol at Angie ... :p
Turning 40 marks the beginning of the best years of your life (i know because I'm already there).
ReplyDeleteReal friendships, confidence, incredible love for family and friends...and a pure joy in life...enjoy!
Happy 40th Sarah!
Cazz x