Her.
By Misha Marston Johnson
25 Dec 2008
I'm not going to say much because for this theme, this truth in my life, I am without many words.
We have flowed together from day one. As if two small brooks had been streaming along and suddenly merged (freshman english class at college), becoming stronger together, growing together, diverging at points but always coming back, always together.
She is love in all its abundance and strength. She has a deep love of the world, desiring to share it with all through her poetry. Words and love and smiles brim over and pour forth from her bottomless reservoir. She loves all things great and (especially) small.
Here is a selection of my photos of her from the last year. It was hard to whittle them down, even from just this one year. The first is a photo of last year's Hannukah celebration. Happy holidays.
2 responses
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Sarah Dudley said (8 Jan 2009):
Nice series. You did a great job capturing her spirit
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Sonia Adam Murray gave props (22 May 2009):
Nice job, you really seem to love her your story says it all.
