For a long time, I stepped away from my camera.
My heart had unraveled in too many places, and I no longer had the strength to hold space for others while I was still learning how to hold myself. I had to step away – to heal, to survive, to find my way back to myself. I didn’t know if I’d ever find my way back to this work, or to the pieces of me that once found purpose behind the lens.
But something unexpected happened during that time. Slowly, like the sky at dusk, change came. Quiet, gradual, and full of grace.
