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The rock is back . . . a small story from my life
This created still life photo is more metaphor and photoblog than "capture".
The reason I entitled it "the rock is back" is because my spouse has been traveling a lot lately. But he told his employer that he was going to stagger his weeks on the road . . . it's not healthy for anyone to be gone that much. In fact, due to his symptoms, he went to the emergency room this week to make sure he had not contracted "swine flu". In reality, his serious asthma is the culprit again.
But the point is that this week, he's back. Obviously, he's not that physically strong since he's been at the ER.
Still, being a couple is a different kind of strength. I don't know a perfect couple and we are certainly not either.
However, we are very different people. When he's around I feel like there's a team in place. That matters. Our difference can be great compliments at times. If we were perfectly alike, how boring!
When I woke up on Monday, this rock I've photographed came to mind immediately. It sits in our garden outside our front door. We inherited it with the house. I've never touched it. It's just there all the time, giving color to passerbys and a sense of solid stability to those who gaze at it in passing. That large rock was what I wanted to use in a photo to symbolize my husband's taking turns at being gone and home for us as a married couple. As I flit around with my camera, he's the rock that's always standing there, watching me . . . getting things done . . . Digging the hole to plant the flowers I just brought home from the garden center, etc.
As soon as I could, I went to collect my rock to create a photo to make the point to myself.
That's when an amazing thing happened. As I lifted the rock, it split into two halves -- perfectly. If you look at the photo, I've offset the rock so you could see where what was once one large, solid rock is actually made of two rocks now that have come to fit together perfectly.
Thanks, honey, for working from home this week. Being a couple is work - imperfect work - and takes time. . . over time though, the results are something more than two halves.
Tell someone you love that you love them today, won't you? Because small things matter.
The rock is back . . . a small story from my life
This created still life photo is more metaphor and photoblog than "capture".
The reason I entitled it "the rock is back" is because my spouse has been traveling a lot lately. But he told his employer that he was going to stagger his weeks on the road . . . it's not healthy for anyone to be gone that much. In fact, due to his symptoms, he went to the emergency room this week to make sure he had not contracted "swine flu". In reality, his serious asthma is the culprit again.
But the point is that this week, he's back. Obviously, he's not that physically strong since he's been at the ER.
Still, being a couple is a different kind of strength. I don't know a perfect couple and we are certainly not either.
However, we are very different people. When he's around I feel like there's a team in place. That matters. Our difference can be great compliments at times. If we were perfectly alike, how boring!
When I woke up on Monday, this rock I've photographed came to mind immediately. It sits in our garden outside our front door. We inherited it with the house. I've never touched it. It's just there all the time, giving color to passerbys and a sense of solid stability to those who gaze at it in passing. That large rock was what I wanted to use in a photo to symbolize my husband's taking turns at being gone and home for us as a married couple. As I flit around with my camera, he's the rock that's always standing there, watching me . . . getting things done . . . Digging the hole to plant the flowers I just brought home from the garden center, etc.
As soon as I could, I went to collect my rock to create a photo to make the point to myself.
That's when an amazing thing happened. As I lifted the rock, it split into two halves -- perfectly. If you look at the photo, I've offset the rock so you could see where what was once one large, solid rock is actually made of two rocks now that have come to fit together perfectly.
Thanks, honey, for working from home this week. Being a couple is work - imperfect work - and takes time. . . over time though, the results are something more than two halves.
Tell someone you love that you love them today, won't you? Because small things matter.