If you had been following this blog realy closely, you would have realised that I have been very much occupied with the search for paradise, for meaning of life, for the truth of the end of the journey. sometimes, I am very occupied with these, esp late at nights in bed.
I am a wedding photographer, I capture love, beauty, zest, passion. I love what I do and nothing can replace that... whenever I am at a wedding, I feel love, I remember what we are here for...
when I look at my husband, I remember love. he's now my assistant at weddings, something I know he takes on because he loves me deeply, and nothing else. just love. he doesn't like to shoot, obviously doesn't like to lug heavy lenses all around, doesn't like the heat... but he does it happily, because he loves me, and he knows I need an assistant, and he wants to be there for me.
thank you, my husband, you are the love of my life.
as you can see, the best time of my life is now, it's always now, because I have everything I want for now... it's not tomorrow, not next year, it's now.
I have lost a few families and friends in the past years that I have grown paronoid to loss.
And as for where these people are now, I often wonder.
Recently I got to know of this brave's lady's blog and I want to share this bit from her blog:
Paradise Declined
When somebody dies, why do people say that person has gone to "a better place"? Could somebody please tell me what this "better place" is? Is it a land of milk and honey where there is no pain or suffering, only angels serenading you with their harps? Is it a place where you can sit "on the right hand of God" and bask in his glory? These just don't appeal to me at all. I have yet to hear a description of heaven or an afterlife that's better than what I have now. There is no better place than this one, with my husband and my kids. If I were living in a famine-stricken land somewhere and had to watch my kids waste away from malnutrition, walk 30 kilometers each day to get a bucketful of clean water for them, and live in fear of warlords coming to slaughter my husband, rape me, and force my kids to become child soldiers, then yes, maybe I'd think of an afterlife, no matter how vague, as a better place to go. But I have a comfortable life, a really nice guy for a husband, and healthy, happy kids. Sure, I could do without the cancer. I could even do with a few tweaks to Tony's and the kids' habits and behaviors. But for the most part, I have everything I need and want. After I die, please don't say I've gone to a better place. No place is better if Tony and the kids aren't there. I don't want to be with God. I want to be with my family. Tell me. What do you imagine heaven or the afterlife to be? What does it look like? What will you do there for eternity? I'm curious. Maybe I just don't have much of an imagination.If you are here because you want to view my wedding portfolio, do click on the links on the right... else, have a chance to know who I am, my heart and what I seek to do in life.
Spread love. Through my photography.
xmas is coming to our family! this year we decide to have a mini xmas tree that the dogs cannot pee on as it's on our dining table! and it's supposedly a cosy xmas with shiyi (best pal of 16 years.. so scary) over to laugh over old times, sigh over aging and growing old, talk about having children and getting married :)
