Akron Art Museum

I've just received confirmation that these photographs of Jennifer have been added to the permanent collection of The Akron Art Museum. This is an honor I have never dreamed of and I cannot begin to explain the feelings in my heart. I miss Jennifer with every bit of my soul. 

All of my thanks to Arnold Tunstall for his work in getting my photographs into this collection. 

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Just be there

Can't believe I made this photo 2 years ago today...it feels like our friends were just sitting in our apartment pampering Jen. 
I know it's difficult to know what to do for someone who is facing cancer, but just being there makes a huge difference. Jen was sick but she was still alive; she still wanted to be treated like "Jen."

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Those eyes...

Over the last few days I've found myself thinking about Jen in a different way. I think at times everything that is happening with our story forms a protective shield around me, a type of barrier. Some times reality gets through and it stops me in my tracks. Last night I thought about the look Jen used to give me when she wanted to melt my heart...this look. I miss Jen's big brown eyes. 

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Best friend

Before I met Jen I didn't believe in myself and I was struggling to figure out my purpose in life. Jen changed all of this...she encouraged me to follow my dreams and to trust my gut. Jen believed in me, even when I didn't. We were best friends and Jen taught me so much about life, Love, and happiness. 

I still remember the way the air felt when I made this photograph. 

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Let go...

The summer before Jen died we vacationed on Topsail Island with her family. Jen relied on a walker or a cane for the prior 3 months, as her legs were getting weaker. Jennifer loved being in the ocean and she was sad at the thought of not being strong enough to swim on her own. For the first few days of our trip Jen would sit by the edge of the ocean and the waves would roll in over her feet. Near the middle of the week Jen decided she would go in the ocean if her sister Laura and I held her hands. I’ll never forget the sound of Jen’s voice when she said, “Let go.”

I hid my tears of joy behind my camera and watched Jen floating in the ocean, overcoming her fears and not letting cancer keep her from living life. 

 

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Mammogram

In 2011 Jen and I started to share our story. Almost immediately we began to receive emails from all over the world. One woman shared that because of Jennifer she overcame her fear and scheduled a mammogram. This is when we knew our story could help others. 

As a man, I can only imagine how frightening it must be to go for a mammogram. That said, I have a request. If you haven't scheduled a mammogram, please do so. I know it is scary, but it is important.

Also, take a look at this link http://www.thisismamming.com/

It's a little silly but the point is there.

Thank you

 

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Our Italian restaurant...

Listening to The Stranger by Billy Joel. Scenes From an Italian Restaurant is playing...

"A bottle of red, a bottle of white

It all depends on your appetite

I'll meet you any time you want

In our Italian Restaurant."

Makes me think of Frank, the restaurant where I proposed to Jen.  The best thing about this memory is that it brings happiness. Every day gets a little brighter.

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