Wednesday, 21 November 2012

God, my dad and the snow

This is a field in the middle of nowhere where I used to walk daily to escape the challenges I once faced not so long ago. We are lucky in the UK that we can walk in the countryside and feel safe. I used to come to this field and get down on my knees and pray. One day I was feeling so lonely and really missed my dad who had died a few years earlier. I told him how much I loved him and missed him and would do anything to have him near me. The thick clouds began to part and I could have sworn my dad came to say hello and to tell me he would always be near me. Here are the shots of that moment.

Photo copyright SvD.

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