Remember Me?

Had I not taken that photograph 30, 40-years ago,

a picture of someone somewhere I did or did not

know, had I not written words to describe what I

was seeing or feeling at a given time, surely those

experiences would have been a waste of time. Had

I skipped eating for a week, had I not breathed with

a measured frequency, my friends, I could never

have sustained my existence, and simply put, I

would not be. Now to those of who may not know

me, more than likely you would have arrived at your

destination today pretty much the same anyway. You

are welcome to thumb through the hundreds of shots

I have taken, pour over tens of thousand words

I have penned over the years. I may have not

mentioned you specifically by name, but perhaps

we have crossed paths with a shared experience or

emotion. Have you ever felt alone and forgotten,

wept uncontrollably over the loss of a family member

or friend? Have you had those days of happiness

and sheer delight, seen a stunning sunset from a

mountain, the desert or a beach? I’ll bet we have

met somewhere along the way. Have you ever

smiled and said a warm hello to a stranger in

passing on the street? That was me, remember?

Chris Hanch 8-1-18