A lot of people harass me about the way I always seem to disappear the moment a camera is pointed in my general direction. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again–I’ve always felt much more comfortable behind the camera than in front of it, and I have honed by photo avoidance skills to the point where I am a ghost on film. You’d swear you saw me, then POOF! I’m gone.

I guess I always thought it was just part of my introverted personality. It made perfect sense that the quiet girl who embraced the solitary life of a writer would also be a little camera shy. When it comes right down to it, my aversion to being photographed is so strong that I would honestly rather walk across a bed of red hot coals than have to smile and pose for a photo. Yet, I have recently discovered that my photophobia is actually a genetic affliction, and that I have my birthparents to thank.

While my birthfather Shawn is prone to grumbling whenever I point my camera in his direction, it’s Momma Dawn that that really rivals me for the title of President of the official I Hate Being Photographed Club. After our initial reunion and all the photo ops that went with it, the next photo I was able to take of Momma Dawn was at my wedding five years later. And I can count on one hand the number of photos I have of Cadence and her Nonna together. So, I decided that, on this trip, Momma Dawn was just going to have to suck it up, stop making excuses and be in a few photos. I’m sure I’ll get more this weekend, but here are a few I was able to snap today before Momma Dawn went into hiding again.

Poppa giving Nonna and Cadence a ride on the tractor.
Nonna helping Miss Cadence get her shoe back on.
Nonna and Cadence visiting the pigs.
Two of my favorite girls.

Tonight’s 365 Project entry is dedicated to my photophobic Momma. Thanks for passing it along. 😉

About the Author Lori Romano

I am a writer, photographer, wife, mother, dog owner, half-assed housekeeper and a self-proclaimed coffee and chocolate addict. One day, I will write a book.

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