A few weeks ago, I was privileged to photograph the coming of age of a Jewish teen. In other words, I photographed a Bar Mitzvah. This festive event was attended by those who came from near and far.  His friends cheered him on while his family watched in awe. In the blink of an eye, he who was once a boy is now a man. And as always with events like this, it's a treasure to have photos documenting the celebration.

With the passage of time stealing memories, I'm so thankful to have a camera in hand capturing the moments of soon-to-be times gone by. I write this entry with sadness, for the passage of time also stole a life of one who came from afar to attend this wonderful event. I took extra time editing this individual's photos. He captured my heart at the party, constantly requesting, "Just one more photo please."

(Did he know?) We teased each other, "This one is going to cost you more!"

So I say to you, be in the moment. Inhale it. Lather yourself with the essence of life that surrounds you. Make a mental memory and always have a camera (or someone who has one) nearby. For when the passage of time steals yet another of our loved ones, you will at least have a keepsake that keeps on giving.

In honor of Uncle Freddy,

Elizabeth