I wanted to take a second to brag about my clients. I really do get to work with some of the best folk around. I love what I do, working as a photographer, seeking truth, love, and beauty in all things? It’s pretty freakin’ awesome. And then an email like this arrives in my inbox and it reminds me that I am doubly blessed. First I get to capture so many amazing people, and then I get to enrich their lives with those captures. It’s am amazing thing, and I am truly, truly blessed.
Hi, I just wanted to thank you for taking such great photos. We love them and were surprised to find so many of them were great photos. We thought we would be happy with 10 good photos and we have 50 that we love!!!! Thanks again you are very talented and we had such a great time doing the photo shoot. You made us feel relaxed and that we were just out playing with Zay not posing for a camera. Thanks again we will refer you and use you again.
Warm regards, Marla Janzen
Thank you Marla, for such a wonderful email. You didn’t have to take the time to write, and I appreciate that you did so. You touched my heart.
I figured I’d try to keep on topic. But I’m also going to try to be brief. After working 13+ hour days from Friday through Saturday, and then being busy today too… well… I’m wiped right out.
Today (after a photo shoot at the U of S) we headed to my parents place to celebrate Father’s day with my husband and my Dad. It was a pleasant surprise to find my Grampa there too. As I shared pictures of our puppies (who are now four weeks old) I realized that this might be the perfect opportunity to share the blog post I made in his honour. So I did just that.
I tried not to spy, as Grampa read through my words. But I noticed him tearing up, pulling out his old cloth hanky to wipe his eyes and quietly blow his nose. Afterwards he took the laptop in to Grandma Joan (who was sitting in the other room playing a game on the Wii with my parents and siblings) so she could read it too.
Grampa came back into the kitchen, where I was sitting, and relayed a few memories from some of our camping trips when I was a wee thing. I’m glad he got the chance to read it. And of all the days he could have read it on, I’m glad it was today.
Grampa gave me an extra tight squeeze, and a kiss on the cheek when he left. And Grandma Joan said she thought that it was a lovely thing I’d written about him. It was a good Fathers Day. 🙂
Haven’t read my post about my Grampa? Head on over HERE to do so.
So, here’s my thank you. To my Dad, to my Grampa, to all the men out there who love, nurture, protect and respect their children. Who give us the space we need to grow, but the guidance to do so safely. Who are steadfast, true, and ever present – even when we (in the moment) may wish they weren’t. Who hold us tightly in their hearts, and in their arms too. To all of you, THANK YOU! We wouldn’t be who we are without you. You are appreciated, and what you do matters. Happy Father’s Day!