One of the reasons I find photography so compelling is what you don't expect it can do. It can bring people back to life. Back to life in your mind during that point in time when they were physically in the same room. When they were still here and you were able to speak to them and laugh with them.
This weekend I'm heading to a funeral for a childhood friend, Heather. Its been a while since we've been in touch but not so long since she's been in my thoughts. I have a 4 year old daughter that's about the age I remember being when I would play along side Heather and her sister Kelly. Our parents were friends pre-kids and stayed in touch when we were all young. I'll miss Heather and I'll treasure the memories we had.
