Brown represents the things I long for, the things I’m working towards: comfort, endurance, stability, trust, simplicity, home. I want all of these because I want to show my heaven babies that I am worthy of being their mother, that I am worthy of being their father’s wife, and that I can create good out of the heartache and grief of losing them in this life. At first, this walk was difficult–much of the brown I saw was dirt and rust and bramble and decay and closed doors, and I spent most of the time with my eyes downward. I wanted to see life and hope. It wasn’t until after I started going through the photos that I realized that, even though they made up the majority of my photos, I had more than brick walls and soil and dead leaves and branches. So it is with grief and finding the good that can grow from the aching.
Note: This post is the result of a free lesson from Beryl Young’s Illuminate photographic healing course. To learn more and to download a free copy of this lesson, please visit the Illuminate website.
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