Earlier this year I was laid off from my job. After much discussion with my husband, we decided that it was time for me to take time off to be a full time mom to my daughter. I decided that it was a perfect time to pursue my love of photography. I wasn’t sure at that point what direction I was going to take with it, but knew I’d eventually discover the direction when I was ready to see it.
I started by taking my SLR on walks with my daughter. During one of our first walks, we came across a sweet Indian woman who seemed to be lost. She was speaking to us in her language, and I think she was asking me where her house was. She kept pointing towards a certain area. I told her that I was sorry, but I didn’t understand her. She patted me on the shoulder, almost as if she was saying “it’s ok”. She then leaned over to Sarah, said something to her and kissed her hand. Without worrying about my exposure settings, I quickly snapped the picture.

I wondered for a few days if she made it home ok, but I never heard of any missing person reports or other bad news. I believe God guided her home safely that day.
It’s moments like these that inspire me to take pictures. It’s a life like this that inspires the moments to happen.