I have been following a website called Write on Edge, a community dedicated to providing inspiration and support for writers. Today's prompt was to post a favorite photograph of myself, and in 300 words explain who I was in the photo, and what the photo meant to me.
Ok, I thought to myself, this was going to be an epic fail. I don't have many photos of me. None that I would share anyway. Usually I am the one behind the camera, because I am serious about my photography as a craft, (and I take the best photos in the family). I have thousands of photos of everyone. There was one small folder on my hard drive labeled "me" with photos I used for websites. Nothing really exciting. I looked forlornly through the folder, thinking this prompt was going to be a bust for me.
Then I saw it. A photo taken by my sister in 2008. It was taken at Mankas Corner, a favorite teen hangout of ours. Now it sports an attractive little cafe with outdoor seating. It appealed to us, so we stopped for lunch. It was a perfect California spring day. We took photos of us with my camera, another memory to share.
Why do I love this photo? Because every time I look at it, I think of Vix. How she loves me, no matter my mood, or behavior. Every time we are together, is a perfect moment in time. Vix's love is unconditional, accepting, supportive, and full of the laughter and tears of a lifetime spent together.
So you see, this isn't just me in the photo. It is me...with my sister. She is there. If I squint my eyes and look carefully, I can see her right beside me.