I should have written this blog post last Thursday or sometime between then and now, but I just couldn't. It meant that I had to accept that my hubby was off on his latest Navy adventure...but, now that he is gone, I can move forward and tell you about my amazing and profound experience from last Wednesday. Just to reassure you, he is off at school in Rhode Island. No deployment or scary assignments for us yet, though we do have quite a history of Navy separations.
While I was on vacation and was going through my photos, I realized since I was the photographer, I have great photos of everyone but me. The photos of Jim and I are a few and far between and mostly limited to our self portraits. And the ones others take are never that great. Because creating great portraits takes practice, lots of practice. So...I decided it was time for us to have our own amazing photographs. Especially, since Jim was leaving and I desperately need visual reminders. Talking on the phone is just not enough for me sometimes. I need big reminders of our love, how handsome my hubby is and how well we go together.
I have a confession to make...a bad confession! We didn't hire a professional photographer for our wedding. Gasp, I know. Tell me about it. I hired a guy who knew how to work a camera, or so I thought. Well, he didn't load the camera with film. The best photos from my wedding are by my mom's best friend with her point and shoot. Never again will I leave my precious memories in the hands of an amateur! I will never be cheap about my memories again!
So, I hired Paula, from PRB Photography , to photograph us. I have to tell you, we are one goofy couple in front of the camera. Laughing, making faces, kissing, being dumb...we definitely gave Paula a creative work out. Our session was in downtown Portsmouth...I just love High Street and there aren't too many people about to stare at us. Or, in our case laugh...yup, one guy actually laughed at us. Loudly and he didn't try to hide it.
When I saw my preview photos on Paula's blog...I just knew that with all my heart I would be forever grateful to Paula. She captured us. Just us...in our favorite clothes doing what we do best...being in love. After 11 years, we've still got it. Yeah, baby. I love my photos. If I never had to see the rest, I would be satisfied. I can not wait to blow these photos up and hang on the wall. Is it vain...no, its not. Because, I need these reminders right now and through out the rest of this journey. So that when I am home alone, I can look up at the wall and see Jim giving me a kiss or a hug. I'll smile, tear up a little, remember what that hug feels like and go on my way. I'll send a kiss on the wind and hope that it finds him. And when we see each other...we'll make the most of every single moment, live fully and cherish it all. That's what they mean when they say a photograph is worth a thousand words. This is the power of a photograph. This is why photographs are so important.
Paula...thank you! A million times over.
To see the photos go here.
Cheers,
Jessica






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