the personal files (excerpt, spring ‘08)
Photography snuck up on me, it picked me. It came so swiftly; there was no chance of denial. My talent became affirmed over and over. Almost like it wanted to teach me to believe again. I can see now, affirmation is my love language. When people tell me “Sherri, you can do it!” – That’s when I see it, feel it for certain in my heart that I really can. The night I was to leave, He and I, we sat upon his rooftop and we dined under the stars, talking for hours. It was bittersweet; I felt for the first time, he was vulnerable with me. The initial “obnoxious” guy was gone and we were two people who needed to talk, be with someone who cared enough to listen. As much as I needed someone to believe in me, he needed someone to care about him, for exactly who he was and not who people perceived him to be.
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