022 Our photos came in

About a month after Ben died we got a package.  I love packages.  I love presents, so even if I ordered something for myself on the web and even if I paid for it, it’s still exciting.  Sometimes I even forget what I ordered, which makes it even more exciting.

I brought the package in and opened it up.  It was from the photographer that came in to York Hospital at 2am and took pictures of Benjamin, Pam and I.  She was amazing.  So kind, quiet, and quick.  We had no idea what we should do.  She took her pictures, had us hold Ben, and was gone as quick as she came.  I had almost forgotten.

The package was beautiful.  Pam and I spent thousands on our wedding photos that were sent to us in a CD wrapped in bubble wrap.

She made us a hard cover book.  A DVD and a CD of the originals.  Everything wrapped, packaged, and prepared as if we paid her thousands.

I opened the book and burst into tears.  My son was beautiful.  He was perfect.  I was crying so much I couldn’t see straight.  I handed the book to my wife, picked up the phone and called her immediately.   Most normal people would pull themselves together before they have a phone conversation like this.  Not me.  I wanted to be a mess.  I wanted her to hear how much her images meant to me.  Through my tears I thanked her.  I ordered two more books, one for Pam’s mom and one for my mom.

Here they are: My son in all his beauty, imperfections, and complete uniqueness.  I’d stop the world and melt with him.

Here is the website of the Photographer who took Ben’s pictures:  http://www.franweimerphotography.com/

Here is the website of the organization she volunteers with called, Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep:  http://www.nowilaymedowntosleep.org/

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