Shelley and I met back in the days when she was a morning news anchor and I spent my days entertaining high school students with the likes of Steinbeck and Shakespeare. We spent nearly every Tuesday night together, gathering with an eclectic group of Santa Cruz twenty-somethings all trying to pinpoint and nail down our identities, our spouses, our callings.
By the time 2005 rolled around, Tuesday nights had fizzled, but Shelley had taken a group of women under her wing. We’d meet at her all-white apartment, and we’d try our hardest to be our most authentic selves – asking questions and giving real answers and seeking Truth in return. While I don’t remember much else about our gatherings, I do remember that at the end of our time together, every single one of us made major life-changing decisions: we left jobs and we moved across the continent. We pursued dreams and we said yes to decisions that seemed terribly impractical to anyone who believed in making more than $26,000 a year.
With each other’s support, we took leaps of faith.
Seeking the holy, we became our Most Brave Selves.
In that way, what a delight to have Shelley – who’s known such an intimate part of my life and story – offer to take our pictures a couple weeks ago. And they’re every good as she is, every good as her part in my story is, too.
Cancan was delighted to realize family pictures were at the beach – Frodo, though, remained a wee bit skeptical:
I’d also like to point out that I had the Cutest Outfit Ever picked out for Cancan, which, with epic tantrum, he promptly refused and instead insisted on sporting dirty swim trunks he’d worn the previous two days:
While I chased our almost three-year-old in the waves, the HBH (Hot Black Husband) got quality bonding time with Frodo:
And we did get the gift of this perfect-in-the-moment shot:
And these epic shots of and with the boys:
I’m grateful for friendships and I’m grateful for stories. I’m grateful for Saturday morning photo shoots and I’m grateful for talented photographers who have a knack for capturing the moment just as it is.
So, if you’re in the greater Santa Cruz or Monterey areas, do consider hiring Shelley to take your family’s pictures in a natural setting or environment such as the beach or woods. You won’t be sorry!
So, what story comes to mind when you read about my friendship with Shelley? Do tell! Otherwise, which of the pictures above MUST we get blown up to show case at our home?