Ben, as usual, has been my rock this past week... Holding me when I want to cry, laughing at my ridiculous stories from childhood with my brother, resting his hand on my leg in the car just to remind me that I’m not alone in this. 💙 As a friend mentioned today, things will slowly start “creeping back to normalcy” and truth be told, I’m not ready. My 3 year old’s FAQ right now is “mama, are you crying again?” And somehow I still have tears to shed. 💙 My dad passed away 24 years ago and just a few weeks ago I was sobbing after church because of stories I don’t know about my dad from his childhood. I know that grief comes in so many forms and will pop up at any time... so thank you to all of you for bearing with me! 💙 The comments and texts and phone calls and cards have been so good for my heart and I’m beyond thankful for the community God has surrounded us with. Thank you to each of you who has played a part in this part of my journey... I couldn’t make it through without you. #benandsabrinasittinginatree #thefieldsinnyc 📷 by @ashlytherese #contax645 #delta3200 Scans by @richardphotolab
This is one of my favorite photos of my brother and me... this was taken in 1997 after a full week at Mountain T.O.P.; the mission trip our youth group took each year. My brother only went a handful of times but this particular year I remember him standing up one night around the campfire saying something about his relationship with Jesus. I wish I could remember exactly what he said but I do remember being so proud of him and having tears rolling down my cheeks. These last 5 days of processing his death have been some of the most difficult I’ve ever endured. And I’ve already walked through a good bit of pain in my short 39 years. ❤️ BUT GOD. ❤️ But God has carried me through so much and so I know He’s not going to stop now. Matt and I had several memorable conversations about this very thing and they are conversations I’m going to treasure for the rest of my life. Matt, I love you. And as much as you may have driven me crazy over the years, you were such a gift and while I’m so thankful that you had many brothers from the many kitchens you worked in, I’m grateful that I am the one that got to call you Brother Dear.
We are beyond heartbroken that my most favorite brother passed away yesterday (November 28). We had our fair share of disagreements, as any siblings do, but the love he had for his friends, his family and his nieces would sometimes explode out of his chest. He would do anything he could to help out and would frequently tell me how beautiful I was and how much he loved me. Brother Dear, there are one million things I wish I would have had time to tell you, but I'm glad that the last time we spoke on Thanksgiving day I was able to tell you I love you. ❤️ A Memorial Service will be held at Pelham Road Baptist Church on Monday afternoon, December 3 at 2pm. The address is 1108 Pelham Road, Greenville, SC 29615.
A year after my first trip to France as a photographer in training, I held a show of my images that I took while at a workshop with National Geographic (this isn’t one of them). And my friend whose gallery I was using encouraged me to print BIG. 🏙 But I was nervous for so many reasons and while I did a handful of 16x20 prints, most were 5x7, 8x10 or 11x14. Which are perfect if you’re doing a cluster or a gallery wall of sorts. 🏞 But that large wall in your home that is screaming for something eye catching and stunning? THAT’S why I went big with my Paris print for my office! 😍 Head over to my blog so you can see me (trying) to hold it and see a comparison to the other photos on our wall! #sabrinafieldsinparis
Thankful for my crew and all of YOU too. Happy Thanksgiving! 🦃🍽🍁 Photo by @kimdphoto Hair and makeup by @cindymcgrath_makeup #sweetcatherinemarie #3years #sweetisabellagrace #18months