The World Is In Her Hands

There are all kinds of ways to love. There are all kinds of people to love. I guess if I’m decent at anything in life, it’s being open to love and all its designs, and being fortunate to love some of the most stellar spirits imaginable. That’s why I can’t wait to share what this photo means to me. It means my hope for the future. Through she’s not my flesh and blood, she’s wriggled her way into the core of my soul. I was there, with my camera, when newborn Sophia was barely able to cry. I got to watch her grow up, from a shy, observant little girl into a curious, confident woman of 20. The time between wasn’t all sunshine and sugar. She’s one of those rare gems, loved by a village, with a mother who raised her to be who she was meant to me, celebrated her uniqueness, honored her fanatical determination and courage. Sophia is wise and opinionated, she’s hysterically witty. And she’s beautiful beyond words, outwardly, yes, but inwardly, HELL, YES. If you’re ever fortunate enough to spend hours listening to her thoughts about life, you’ll find your spirit and mind stretched in directions you didn’t realize were possible. She’s fiercely loyal to those she loves. And I’m indescribably fortunate that she sees something in me worth investing her heart. Oh,  and her jokes make me laugh for days after we’ve parted. Sophia and her generation have the world in the palms of their hands. Think of a snow globe. I expect her to shake us for all we’re worth, toss us high, and catch us before we shatter. And when Sophia’s magic settles, I believe the world will be more bold, brilliant, and we’ll all be more open to the power that created the world in the first place…love in all its transformative splendor.

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