Damn.

The interesting thing about this "Blip Journal" and the powerful thing about Photography is both are not limited in capturing the good times or the happy days only; they both can capture "Life" as it happens.

There is an ancient book called "Job". It's titled after the man named Job. I'd like to quote him: "What I feared has come upon me; what I dreaded has happened to me. I have no peace, no quietness; I have no rest, but only turmoil."

I spoke to my First-Born yesterday - a fine young man (making his way to maturity; he's 22 years old). With reluctance, he informed me that my baby-girl did not want to speak to me (he tried to soften it, but I pushed the conversation and sadly, I won). He was quick to provide his assessment of the situation: [Dad] her youth combine with a strong outside influence has caused this moment. I could hear him, but his words where in some kind of echo chamber in my mind. I know for this one, I won't need a moment? I'll need a few moments. That Velcro ripping sound you hear is my heart! I am certain, because of Grace (and my extreme Love for this girl) that this season will pass and we'll be together again. But at this moment I feel like Job 3:25: what I feared has come upon me?