Going through high school, you slowly start to understand that your friends become less and less. Not for a bad reason, but for the better.
You realise that everyone is so different. Their parents are different and the way you were brought up. The sports that you love and hate. The music. The conversations. Everything.
By the time school ended for me, I had a small group of about 10 friends. We got to hang out together during our study and work, have a few drinks together and watch the footy and cricket.
One year later, those 10 friends, became 4.
You see on social media that people you know are moving around Australia, some overseas. The jobs that they are getting into and what further studies they may be taking up.
It makes you wonder.
Well, I wonder. I smile when I see someone I *knew* post about some success they have just had.
It doesn’t matter how far apart we were during high school, but I feel like I’m connected to them in some kind of way. Almost like cousins that you never speak to. They have their own circle of friendship.
When Connie and Joel asked me to photograph their wedding, I was that excited I ran out into the lounge room to tell Yen. She knows Connie from school too.
It had been around 11 years since I last spoke to Connie. I arrived, saw her and didn’t really know what to say. She walked right up to me and we looked at each other for a long 2 seconds until she gave me a hug.
One hug, changed my feelings from being some photographer, to being high school friends. And it was a feeling I carried around with me all day.
Out towards Toowoomba, there is a small cottage home amongst the mountains overlooking a dam, called the Branell Homestead. The ceremony was placed under a tree with the gentlest of rain touching our skin, with the mountains in the far distance.
It was truly relaxing.
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