Penny Sylvia Photography BLOG

I have an amazing life.

Each day brings something new … something exciting … and sometimes something heartbreaking. I have the opportunity to experience pure joy, new life, friendship, love, blowing bubbles, tears, warm embraces, the cool breeze of the ocean and death on a regular basis and it never gets old. The emotions that I get to experience give me a high. They make me thirsty for more life and thankful for the glass full that I have.

This past week has been a rough one for me … hence the delayed blog posts. My good friends and fellow photographers Dan and Caroline of Tinywater Photography recently had to say goodbye to their furry loved one Moqui and I had the honor of being there with them to capture their love … Caroline posted some fun happy photos of Moqui … you have to check them out … seriously he was sooooo cute. My heart aches for them as I remember losing Max … my wound was scratched open but it was healing to be their with them. When I was driving in the car home from the vet to the house I snapped this photo that I wanted to share …

I truly felt like the gift of photography is one in good times or not so good times is such a treasure. Capturing the heart and soul of the connection between loved ones … furry or otherwise … is such an honor and as I drove home that night I thought how I wished that I photos of Maxwell and I on that last day and how I wish I had the photograph of my hand and my grandmothers hand because not one day later I got the call that my grandmother is losing her battle with Alzheimer’s. She most likely will not make it much longer.

I wanted to share this scanned photo of my grandma from her last fishing trip … about four years ago … and a photograph of me fishing when Tony and I went to Hawaii … My grandma shaped me so much growing up … she taught me so much. She is the most sassy, hard working, down to earth, classy and tell it like it is women in my life. She’d tell you right away if she loved you and she’d give you the shirt of her back … she trusted strangers and helped them often. She is the BEST. She loved the simple pleasures of life. She loved to fish, to camp, to shop, to tell stories until way too late and drink tea. She made the best dinners and she always made me feel special. She taught me the value of my family from a very early age, always making sure that family was first. I love my grandma. My heart aches that such a vibrant woman is not as vibrant as she once was. The next couple of weeks will be hard. One thing that I have learned from life and my grandma is that hard times bring growth. Although, truth be told, I’d rather not experience this … the zest for life that my grandmother had is what will keep me pushing forward.

I have lots of sessions from this past week to share … and I most certainly will, I just wanted to share tonight that life is so dear and the memories you make with those that you love are so precious …