He Shows Up Pt.2

Five years ago my life changed in an instant, everything I knew (or thought I knew) vanished. I guess that happens when your life revolves around another and then that other is gone. When my mom passed away in the summer of 2003, I had to find myself. I didn't really know then, but as time has passed, my eyes have opened. Over time God led me to where I am, who I am. I feel blessed to be a photographer, to be able to see. I am so excited for what I get to do, for what I get to share. I am scared sometimes (or a lot of the time) but I am hopeful and can found on occasion - doing the happy dance!. I am on this journey that is taking me farther than I ever imagined. I was talking with my roommate the other day, about my NYC summer, about living in Harlem. I said, "can you believe I did that? Me in NYC, little old me?" Cat grew up next to me, our families had no money, but we did the best we could, with what we had, only when you have nothing, its hard to aspire for something you don't even know to look for. I never even knew NYC living was a possibility, God has shown me otherwise. Cat's response to my question was, "no, no I can't believe it." This response was said with a smile and hope for me. The tone in voice was incredulous - it said "you made it." And I smile when I think about it. No one expected this, I didn't expect it...a miracle perhaps? So off I go, riding into the sunset...NYC, here I come.