A sudden silence signals the beginning of grief. A grief filled with memories and recollections of the glee of childhood and the angst of a teenager whose brilliant mind is interrupted and punctuated by mental illness. Gwyneth knows the sorrow of losing a child. She embraces the memories knowing they sustain the presence of her son and the completeness of her family. The memories evoke laughter as she recalls her young son's delight.Also, they allow her to move forward without forgetting or getting lost in the "what if's". The laughter gives way to tears, and tears merge into smiles.
It has taken me quite a while to consider myself a photographer.In my lifetime I have been daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother, great grandmother, empty nester, widow, and partner.Never in those years was I a photographer. Frankly, except for family memories, I didn't have time. Some might, and have said that I am stubborn.I prefer determined.When I had time later in my life to learn new skills, I decided to be determined about photography.It has been a Life changing,challenging new skill. I have always seen stories in the world around me,now I have a way to tell them.
