FAMILY | Hope

Last Fall I spent a week in Colorado with my friend Joy. We attended the Promoting Passion Workshop and then headed up into the mountains for one of Joy’s Wildflowers Workshops. Spending time with other photographers is super inspiring and life-giving.  Below are some images I took while standing beside Joy.

To be honest, I’m a little jealous of Rachael’s last name-  “Hope”.  If I could choose a name, I would want it to be Hope. On a recent Instagram post, Rachael wrote,

“Hope comes in the morning they say. Hope is etched in my skin. It is etched in my heart. It is the name I bear because I was destined to search it out in the hard times and to let it spill out of me in the good times. So I’m determined today to begin finding it again, and again and again, even hour by hour if that’s what it takes.”

This resonates deep within me. Without hope I’m not sure where I’d be today. Hope makes me get up in the morning. Hope keeps me searching for direction and allows me to be vulnerable. Hope dries tears and fills lungs. Hope is whispered prayers and waiting for answers.  Hope is looking to the heavens, unclenching my hands and hips and shoulders.  Hope is breathing deep and planting seeds.  Hope is holding a baby and planning tomorrows.

Rachael is also a talented photographer. You can find her work here: www.havenlifeandphoto.com