...that carries you over.
I wish I knew to whom I should attribute that sentiment. But it is something I heard at one point and it stuck. This week's theme at Kim Klassen's Texture Tuesdays is "gratitude", and I immediately began thinking of MY bridge. My dad. I am so grateful I still have both my parents in my life. Not too many of my friends are so blessed. These are his hands...my bridge that carried me thru childhood and into adulthood. He might not know it, but even as a 52 year old woman, he still carries me thru life. He might not be able to tell me what I should do anymore, but he will always be my moral compass. If I could, I'd wear a "WWDD" (What Would Dad Do?) bracelet.
Feeling gratitude and not expressing it is like wrapping a gift and not giving it (something else I heard, once upon a time). It's a terrible gift to waste. So Dad, I love ya and I hope you know that I have the sturdiest, most grounded, and most handsome bridge around...thank you!
I've ony been blogging since July, but I am repeating a photo here. This was one of the first I posted. But when I heard this week's prompt I had to go back and revisit it. Especially considering in the course of only 3 months I have learned sooooo much about photography. I didn't know what a texture WAS back then. I hadn't even opened up my PSE9 program yet. I've come a long way baby.
update: A shout out to Kim at Picking Poppies for identifying the author of my post title...George Coleman. Thanks Kim!