In the US, I have a dear friend that receives my mail.  Normally my mail is not exciting.

Last week was different.

She felt compelled to google “how do you do Google Hangout”  so she could contact me in real time in France.  “Can you receive texts?” arrived on my Google voice number.  I’m curious.

“You got a handwritten letter today.”

Enough said.

It was an invitation to a high school graduation from a young lady I photographed oh so long ago.

We made portraits when she was 4 (currently not in my digital archives) and when she made her first Holy Communion, to welcome a new brother and as part of a family Christmas card (She was Thing 1).

I am so touched.  Congratulations Rachel!

(I don’t feel old…I don’t feel old…I don’t feel old)