Monday, April 18, 2011

A Muse

  I thought this little story was so enchanting....

She exudes an inner beauty I am still trying to comprehend, more than five years after first meeting her. She doesn't remember the first time we met, while moving into the same dorm at Ohio University. The first time she remembers me is when I photographed her studying in the common area, backlit by the afternoon light. I walked up to her and showed her the image I had made. She thought I was weird but somehow I didn't scare her off. She is the closest I have ever come to having a muse and her patience; understanding and love constantly push me to be a better man, husband and father.
—Matt Eich

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