We have some pretty wacky holidays in this country. National Pancake Day. Checkers Day. Cheer Up The Lonely Day. But Memorial Day is far from wacky, even if its meaning sometimes gets a little lost.
Memorial Day unofficially marks the start of summer. This long weekend means barbecue, boats and family gatherings. It’s a chance to break out that bikini and show off how hard you’ve been working to shed those winter pounds. (Well, ok, if it’s not raining…)
Memorial Day also gets somewhat confused with Veterans Day, which is also a great and special holiday, when we honor all who have served in our military. Memorial Day, however, focuses on those who gave all in service to our country. The ones who never came home.
According to History.com:Originally known as Decoration Day, it originated in the years following the Civil War and became an official federal holiday in 1971. Time ran a fascinating article today dating the holiday’s history to 1865 and slaves in Charleston, SC.
No matter when it began, Memorial Day is our chance to give pause and acknowledge (and silently thank) the men and women who made the ultimate sacrifice to help ensure our freedom and way of life. The people who never came home to their loved ones waiting arms. The ones who never got a chance to hear us — the people they vowed to protect and who live in the country they served — say thank you.
So today, amid beer, barbecue and the competitive game of horseshoes, take a moment in silence to honor these soldiers’ memories.
Last week was a busy one, and it kept me from blogging. However, part of being busy was the fact that I started a free online course about wedding photography. I’m only one week into the six-week course, but it’s already helped me immensely.
Do I want to be a wedding photographer? I have yet to answer that question. Weddings terrify me because there is zero re-do. But, I want to learn! And I want to feel better about them being in my wheelhouse.
More importantly, though, this class is making me a more confident photographer in general. Additionally, NaBloPoMo photo prompts have made me stretch my legs just taking pictures.
I’m a huge “capture life as its happening” photographer, but sometimes you have to make the image you want happen. It is this that I have the hardest time with… it is this that the class and NaBloPoMo are both teaching me to do better.
This blog has recently been taking a turn towards my photography, and I’m prepared for it to purposely go that direction. And that being said, I close with a few photos from two “events” I attended this last week. I went to see the Time Jumpers with my husband and a group of friends, and I participated in The Color Run. Two pretty awesome bookends for the week, don’t you think?
There is just something hilariously fun about a photo booth. Especially when friends are around…
and bless my husband for patiently letting me drag him into the madness…
Life’s too short* to not have fun.
* Yesterday the music community lost a beautiful soul in Race Godson. Cancer is an evil, horrible disease, but Race battled it with positivity and grace. I am sure he had his down and overwhelming moments, but to us he always had his gentle smile and a hug. Rest in peace, dear friend.