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My dear friend, and Jubyred reader, Maria came down from Nashville last Sunday to spend the day with me.  I've known her since I was seventeen or so I suppose--since shortly after moving back to the States, feeling a little disenfranchised and disconnected.  I suppose I felt that way for a long time.  God, I look back and now and it seems it's been only recently that I DIDN'T feel that way. 

My relationship with her has always been tangled up in all of that.  Maybe it was the timing.  Or maybe it's because we are both, at heart, such seekers.  Maybe we think too much or demand too much.  Of ourselves and of the people we love.  I'm not sure. 

A series of events, some good, some terrible, changed us both in big and small ways since then.  We didn't speak for almost a decade.  And then she called me one day, out of nowhere and I got to spend the day with her and have some real time with someone who has known me and accepted me as I was then and as I am now.  Time is so funny.

Like me, she shoots a lot of pictures documenting everything.  She took these:

 

Comments

[Michael Casazza]

Beautiful!