Sent back and forth between mom and dad for two years, I told myself that I would hate them forever. That was more than 35 years ago. What is a point of holding such grudge if I am to become a full time missionary? Such childish game is petty at best. It’s about time to flush away the old and refresh our souls with the Spirit. Love defines us, not darkness. I feel free.
Technical note: Shot with Panasonic GH2 (88 Mbit Standard mode) and color corrected very quickly with Colorista by balancing the luma, darkening with blue/green and boosting the midrange.