The Thorn-bush
Updated: Apr 10, 2022
“Have you not seen Death go by, with my little child?” she asked.
“Yes,” replied the thorn-bush; “but I will not tell you which way he has taken until you have warmed me in your bosom. I am freezing to death here, and turning to ice.”
Then she pressed the thorn-bush to her heart quite close, so that it might be thawed, and the thorns pierced her flesh, and great drops of blood flowed; but the thorn-bush shot forth fresh green leaves, and they became flowers on the cold winter’s night, so warm is the heart of a sorrowing mother. Then the thorn-bush told her the path she must take.
-The Story of a Mother, Hans Christian Anderson
This excerpt from The Story of a Mother spoke to me so deeply and was the inspiration for a grief photo shoot. I wanted to capture what grief looks and feels like as well as memorialize this period in my grief journey. Here are a few of the beautiful photos that were taken in Owens empty nursery.
Photo credit: Sarah Havens @ Sarah Havens Photography
This brought fresh tears and split my heart open. Proud of you for doing this shoot.