In Stride

We had only driven 4 blocks down the road before Christine called and asked to be taken off of speaker. “Do you want me to turn around and come back?” they heard me ask, and they immediately knew. 20 minutes earlier they were holding Grandma’s hand or kissing her on the forehead and now she was gone.

I parked the car on the nearest side street and we had a group hug on the sidewalk. After a short time, we decided to drive to a local park and sit at a bench before continuing our long walk home.

As we returned back to the car, I quickly took out my phone, stepped a little to the right, and grabbed this quick snap shot. In hindsight, I wish that I had stepped to the right a smidge further and centered their hands in the space between them. Then again, that would have imbalanced the frame more than it already is. Even still, I captured a moment when brother and sister were there for each other and completely in sync.

It was a beautiful moment on a mournful day.