Two days ago, I wrote:

I have a modest goal for the next 4 weeks:  take one picture each day that I love.

I’m so glad that I wrote that because it inspired me to put my real camera in my bag this morning, as I went to meet up with my friend KD.  And do a tiny brave thing, that is, to ask KD if I could take her picture.

I love this picture, because I love this face:

KD is a friend who gets me.  In the little things, and in the big.  She gets me.

With her, joys are magnified, sorrows are held, and murky paths tend to grow more clear.

She gets me even if I only have time for a couple scrawled sentences from a hospital room in the middle of the night…

She gets me so well, that even when I am not actually ABLE to tell her what’s happening, I’m comforted knowing that she’s out there, has my back, will get it when I can tell her, and will always want what’s truly good for me.

Technically, this photo breaks a rule, with dappled light on her face, but you know what?

She shines with dappled light & I love this picture and this friend.