a few weeks ago after working really hard for far to many hours on a project that seemed to never end i received a dm on twitter from a new friend. ' can you call me" that request came from Kimberly whom attended the Dordogne workshop last year. In Dordogne i quickly recognized how caring she was, looking after those who needed her, checking on the other attendees giving good advice for those who seek it. i have spoken in the past about what an incredible group of women i had met and that did not end there. she would always leave the kindest comments and even sent me a gorgeous prepared package with notes like " i thought about you when i came across this" later on still she asked if she could use some of my photographs for a post she was writing only to discover that it was on her creative crush and that happened to be me, feeling honoured by the words and that i in someway made her day with my posts touched me deeply. so i dialled the numbers she left for me and said hello as we talked she said that she wanted to gift me a camera, that she knew that the camera was meant for me" she said many things, selfless things and i was so humbled by them. truth is there was some crying on my behalf for i could not understand why she wanted to do this for me and wondered if i was deserving of such selfless act. i cried some more and spent the weekend wondering how i could accept but you see Kimberly spirit is like a warm fire she makes you feel warm and safe and while she explains why she wants to do this incredibly generous thing you cant help but know how lucky you are to have someone such as she saying these things to you.
I accepted and a few days later came not one but two boxes of sweetness( i will explain the second box soon). the camera is so special, i mean the coolest thing ever. it is a whole new way of shooting and i spent a lot of time hoping i would do it justice. the camera she came at the most perfect time, as my heart was breaking for personal loss i did not feel alone and took my camera for a ride on rainy sunday down dirt roads, green hills and pastures and she, my new camera was kind to me slowly teaching me to see things differently, letting me learn her slowly but promising with time i would get to photograph the way i loved too. dear readers she sees things in a different light, i do hope you get used to her like i am, i think once i understand her fully we can possibly make magic.
to say that an hour goes by that i do not think about Kimberly's act of kindness would be a lie, to say i do not know how i will ever thank her is the truth for how does one tell someone so full of loveliness and selflessness that her act of kindness has affected your life for good in a very special way.
i know that this post my not be well written, but see tears did fall while writing this post for even though i write what has happened, i am still wondering if i am deserving of this.
kimberly i know you would say i have thanked you many times but i know it is not nearly enough so please know that every time you see a a butterfly, a twinkling star, a moss covered rock, a feather in the wind that in it you can find a whispered thank you from the bottom of my heart
yet even all those thank yous will never be enough.