Hope Photography

I quite loved my bag. Not because it was just the right size or the right shade of beige but because of what was inside it. This afternoon while parked by a busy path in York I had my car broken in to, and my bag stolen. I feel pretty heart broken, because so much of my heart was carried around in that bag. It was the butterfly broach pinned to the inside pocket, and the polaroid picture of one of my best friends and I strawberry picking last summer. It was the hand written notes I kept in my purse, what felt like the safest place. It wasn’t even so much the words, but the handwriting, the unmistakable way you’d loop your ‘e’ and that black ink. And the note from my mother telling me she was proud of me and loved me folded around a picture of her face taken at a wedding in which she was a bridesmaid in her former years. It was the addresses of people from the past that I only stay in contact with through Christmas cards. And hours earlier I had drawn my rent out of the bank due tomorrow, I still can’t get my head around that one. And my mother had just given me some post that had gone to the house and there was a postcard from one of my friends who lives in London saying, quite simply, she missed me. I planned to prop it against my lamp next to my bed. 

Big sigh. 

But my gorgeous dog sleeps beside me, thankfully I was walking her at the time. And my phone was in my hand. And my landlord vacuumed my car for me tonight whilst I cried about lost rent. His wife then gave me the keys to her car as they are away all weekend as I couldn’t get the window fixed ahead of tomorrows wedding. And I needed to renew my driving license anyway because the picture was of me when, regrettably, I had a fringe. And the addresses from the past may be be lost but I guess it’s the people of the present that really matter. And yes the handwriting still stings a little and I can’t offer up much of a ‘but’ on that one right now. 

*I remember I have a shoot on Tuesday 9th June (Nikki Bailey) and a meeting July 25th (Rachel) but my diary is probably floating in the river so please let me know if I have meetings etc. I know all my weddings so don’t worry about those. 

I am tired now, must sleep x