the lives we hoped for
Here’s a video I just made for the essay “The Lives We Hoped For.” I originally posted the written version here, under I Love Wrinkles, and then the amazing Mary Swenson posted it to Kirtsy. Which inspired me to read it at a book event a few days ago. And reading it out loud to an audience was so fun I decided to make a recording.
The lovely photographs in the video are by my friend Karen Walrond of Chookooloonks.
(You may have seen her recently on Oprah!)
And there’s a fantastic necklace in a photo near the end that is one of Andrea Scher’s Superhero Neckalaces.
I know a bunch of people who have Superhero Necklaces, and whenever I see them wearing one, I find myself thinking over and over how fantastic they look. Like I did yesterday, at coffee with Karen. Who always looks fantastic, anyway, but I sure did love her necklace.
Here’s the video! Hope you like it!
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What a beautiful video and essay. I really enjoyed it. Again, you never cease to amaze me with your words. You are so talented!
oh lord, I LOVE THIS.
Yes indeed lovely photos!
What a nice way to think of aging, but 37 still has a long way to go. Beautiful and fun photos, essay and dreamy music.
Wow! The video is beautiful…both the words & the photographs. I have a birthday coming up the end of this month (49…it’s a slightly bigger number than 37) and I know what you mean about the wrinkles! In the past year or so I’ve just started noticing mine, but I would never do anything about them…they are part of who I am (what you see is what you get)!
Awesome, awesome, awesome!!
What a wonderful video! Brought tears to my eyes, so amazing! I’m watching it again…
I enjoyed reading it when you posted it, and this was even more lovely. I’m a big fan of Karen’s photography, too.
That was beautiful, Katherine. Love the essay. Photos and music are wonderful too.
This is lovely. Though 37 isn’t really THAT old!
A beautiful essay with beautiful photography from two very talented women.
Age? Wrinkles? I see my wrinkles as part of the map of where I’ve been…and age? When I first met with the surgeon who operated on my breast cancer, the first thing he said to me was “how young are you?” and I smiled. And I knew I was in the perfect hands and all would be well. I liked his approach and his attitude and learned that how you say something makes all the difference in the world.
This brought me to tears. It was just fabulous. Thank you.