Photos...

some photos I cannot capture..


and some photos will never be able to be taken.
Some expressions of courage, fear, hope, despair, love,
can only be described with words,
because I cannot take out my camera in these circumstances.

It is such a privilege to be allowed in where the passing traveller cannot go,
to be let in on the significant moments of birth,

to see them in their pain, their vulnerability,
their eyes clinging to yours,
their hand clutching your arm, saying,
"Don't go."

To be the one to lift the baby to the chest,
To be the first one to gently handle the newly-born child,
To be there when the mother first sees her baby's face.

So many moments I wish I could capture with the lens of a camera,

but words will have to do.