I am thrilled to have my friend, Beryl guest posting in a Q&A post today :) SO FUN! I am soooo excited about her newest class, which she talks more about in the post.
Considering your journey on grief and healing what is the one thing you would share with a newly bereaved mother that you wished you had known early on?
I would look her in the eye, hand her a lovingly prepared note, and share the gift of community with her. I wish I had known of the beautiful women out there ready to embrace me and connect with me on a deeper level than I ever imagined. Women who had been in my shoes and walked the lonely road I was traveling. We only lost our Bella 3 years ago in 2009 and believe it or not many of the resources we know and love today didn’t even exist then.
How has photography impacted your journey towards healing?
Oh gosh, it’s molded me into the person I am today I have a story I think will help you to visualize the true impact it’s had. 4 months after Bella was stillborn I was invited to a baby shower for one of my closest friends. This friend had traveled across the country from CA to VA for the event. It was her first baby. If it had been anyone else I would’ve said no. I would’ve crawled under the covers and stayed in bed. I would’ve enjoyed a pity party for one. But this was my best friend. I couldn’t do that to her.
I was amateurish. 6 months before the loss I decided to begin a project called a 365 or Photo a Day project. That project lit the match, but her death sparked my hobby into something much bigger and much more passionate than I EVER imagined possible.
Yes!! This class is built for the woman that loves taking pictures, needs an outlet to finally put herself at the top of her priority list, and wants to learn photo editing techniques (using free online software) in a no nonsense easy to grasp format that will stretch her personally and creatively. This class is going to be SO. MUCH. FUN.
This is one of my recent faves – my camera hacked into my blog account last week (how dare she?!) and wrote my blog post for me. Read it HERE.
Share something (random, funny, etc) that we might not otherwise know about you… :)
The last house we lived in was on Beryl Terrace. No joke, my name is Beryl and I lived on Beryl Terrace. And no, the street was not named after me, but that would be totally awesome if it was, eh?!
Be sure to check out Beryl on her blog.