My mom is visiting for Christmas this year, the first Christmas we have not had at my parents' house. Oddly enough, I never expected my relationship with my mom to change just because my Dad passed away. But, it did, and I am still working that out. When I am with her now, I am very conscious of trying to make the most of the time we have, and for me that obviously means including photography. I regret that I didn't take a photo of my Dad every day that I saw him. I will never have those opportunities again. My mom hates having her picture taken, as I can see all over her face in this portrait. She will indulge me occasionally but she would hate this picture.
- Nikon D300