Thursday, April 5, 2012
When I made this photo, Rahima complained that it was obvious she had been crying so I culled it out of my collection.
It has become my favorite picture of Rahima. This was a beloved place that she wanted me to see, Taughanock Falls near Ithaca. She is radiant and with a full mane of auburn hair. There is water. A lens flare adds a touch of magic. I recognize Rahima's strength, beauty and tenderness.
The photograph also marks the beginning of our saga, the discovery of the illness, triple-negative breast cancer, that would later take her life.
This is the Rahima with whom I had fallen deeply in love. I long for the innocence of the time before the diagnosis and the potential we felt; yet I am open to the lessons of this more arduous path. We loved each other well to the end.
What does this photograph evoke for you?