We took a day trip to Tacoma and spent time at the glass museum together. I brought my camera and shot what caught my eye…shapes, shadows, lines, weird details that made me stop. Everything was black and white. I was just moving through the space, noticing what felt interesting, and clicking when it did. Shot on the Ricoh GRIIIx at 40mm.
What mattered most wasn’t the photos. It was being there with my daughter. We were estranged for three years before I got serious about managing my mental health and quit drinking. Since reconnecting, we’ve been building something new, healthier, more honest, more grounded. Days like this feel big in a quiet way. Just being together, sharing experiences, making memories without chaos attached. I don’t take that for granted.
I’m grateful we get to do this now, and that we’re healing side by side.
You realize that, yeah, you were never in control
And losing that control can feel like falling
But once you learn to let go
That’s when you start to fly