My Reason for life?

Well I have continued to discover things about myself these days. I have always enjoyed making things for other folks, no problem. But my photos have always went undone. Just figured it was like the mechanic whos car never runs, or the therapist whos body never works right. No, that wasn't it. Turns out the deep true reason is, because it hurts like hell. To look at the photos, to see what life used to be like, so painful. I get lost in the moment and go back to that shutter snap, and wish so hard.
My health is not good, and my family suffers, badly. So to view the smiles, the moments in time, wow. If only I could go back. But you see that is NOT life. Life does not wait. Not for anyone, not even God. So I have been slowly dealing with this, and methodically moving through it. As this is one lesson I have learned, move. Or life will plow you over, and I do live on a farm and I have seen what a plow does, not nice.
So I have decided to move through my photos, deal with the pain, experience all of the feelings that come with that, and see the beauty that results.

Beauty is Life.