That teaching has always been a hard one for me. I still have a long way to go.
This past week, I've seen Kesh go through some trying times.
We were robbed. Someone broke into our home, while we had dinner with friends and went through our belongings - searching for something they must have desperately wanted. In the car, on the way home from dinner, Kesh and I held each others hands and told each other how much we loved each other, how thankful we were that our worlds came together. As we pulled into the driveway, I immediately noticed our gate was open. I only noticed because I shut it before getting into the car a few hours earlier.
My heart started beating a little faster as I walked inside. Some important things were taken. Some things worth a lot of money and some things worth much more than money. A camera Kesh had bought for me, with the intention of leading me on a new photographical journey was gone. The gift was only a few days old. The thing that stung the most though wasn't the camera...but what was in it. A roll of film, with images of Roo at the beach and with his feet touching the ocean for the very first time.
My most loved and used lens was also taken just days before I had an interstate wedding. I'm grateful to the amazing human, Dan O'Day, for lending me his.
As we pieced our home back together, while finger printers dusted and locksmiths bolted on new locks, I listened to Kesh. She spoke of love and concern for the person who had come into our home and stolen our property. She was and still is concerned for this person. And she's taught me that I need to be to.
I'm grateful that I don't understand the motivating factors behind taking something from someone that doesn't belong to me. But, it's Kesh's sensitivity to others that gets me.
Just today, Kesh woke up with what appears to be mastitis. It's painful and makes being a Mum really hard. We went to the Doctors and on the way home, Kesh saw an old lady struggling to walk. We arrived to our own home and Kesh immediately put Roo back in the car and drove into town, looking for this lady.
Kesh didn't find her but she tried. She hoped to be able to help her.
In the hardest and most trying times, Kesh is incredible. Holy cow, I love this woman.
Here are a few images from our trip to Canberra to shoot Claire and Paul's wedding. I'll share that one really soon.
