I talked to my therapist about her recently (Is that weird for people to admit they talk to a therapist? If it is, I don’t care. Join me in not caring, won’t you?). I said “Sometimes I wish I could go back and tell my 13 year old self, ‘you become best friends with Sarah. Not just like, friends who see each other sometimes, but friends who rearrange their birthday plans so the other can make it. Friends who text daily. Friends who get each other through their thirties’.” Because when I was 13, Sarah was 14 and she was a member that awesome group I only dreamed about running with. Sigh* Junior High problems.
It’s crazy how life brings people back into your life at different times for different reasons. It wasn’t until Sarah was a new mom, living in FINLAND, that we connected on *ahem* MySpace and built a friendship for the books, running ten years strong. So, for her birthday this year (because she rearranged her plans so I could make dinner after this shoot), I photographed her and her three children. On Film. In the forbidden desert (Seriously these guys on a golf cart told us to gtfo). And it came out exactly how I wanted.
Cheers to this next year, Sarah. We’re gonna kill it.