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Aundrea Pye  Jesus | Music | Travel | Laughter A receptionist that photographs weddings while dreaming about being a musician. 🏑 Savannah, Georgia

I watched A Little Princess countless times as a kid. Saturday night, the night before my Papa took his life, I sat in my home as an adult and cried my eyes out to this scene of her screaming β€œPapa.” This was when she found out her Papa had been killed. Sunday night I laid in my bed basically living out this clip.
My life right now feels like I’m trapped in this scene. Though only a small snippet that doesn’t truly reflect all the heartache, pain, and complex emotions. But the storm, the darkness, the music, the loneliness (though I know I’m not alone), and the crying out of β€œPapa” sums up my feelings pretty well. Unfortunately, this isn’t a movie with a happy ending and my Papa won’t show up alive at the end.

I have no clue what to say or how to begin. I’m not in a place where I can eloquently, tactfully, politely, or grammatically correctly say what needs to be said. So, for today I’ll say what I can even if it’s sloppy and messy and I’m just not going to care or proofread. β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”
Yesterday, my Papa killed himself. Yes, another suicide. I thought I would know the signs now and catch them the next time. But none of us ever thought my Papa would do this. He wasn’t just a grandpa I saw a handful of times in my life. He was another dad for me. He’s one of the people I loved most and loved me most. β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”
At the risk of sounding rude, please, don’t try to comfort me by using the specific phrases β€œit was his time” or β€œGod called him home.” Suicide is not God’s timing or plan. Yesterday was not his time and definitely not the way he was supposed to leave us.
That’s as much I can say for now. And I’m only even say this much because I have to unfortunately tell β€” not ask β€” people:
do not reach out in any form of communication regarding work, photography, social activities, asking favors of me, events, or anything else aside from my mental and emotional state or funeral arrangements until August 14th when the world has to start spinning for me again.
If you want to reach out to me in love and to check on me though, you can.
Understand that I’m grieving and planning and attending a funeral for my Papa. If anyone messages me about anything, even personal, please know I may not respond. Or it may be severely delayed. And when I do respond, it may be short or not make sense. I’m in zombie mode. I’m still in so much pain from my oral surgery, taking pain medicine, having a rough recovery, unable to eat, and now this... I’m just not okay.
I’m not okay.

Only because it’s inevitable that any time I’m on vacation, sick, or shooting a wedding that’s when I get the most messages on Facebook, messages on Instagram, comments on posts, texts, emails, and phone calls (feeling like Ryan’s came to be). _________________________________________________________________
Today, I’m having oral surgery to remove all 4 of my impacted wisdom teeth. Nothing major, but I will be put under, then on pain medication, at home, and likely going to be hangry from not getting eat real food for a few days. I’m also using these few days of recovery to relax and rest because life has been crazy lately.
So, WUPHF it up and contact me whether it be personal reasons or to inquire about past, current, or future photography needs. Just know that it will be Monday after 5:00 pm before I will be able and willing to respond to any business related messages.
Personal messages will just depend on pain and medication levels. πŸ˜†

Like I said before: goosebump inducing and hair raising kind of amazing. If you don’t know @johnnyswim @drewholcombmusic @pennyandsparrow look them up and give them a listen. If you don’t know what I want to do with my life, go to one of their shows and watch what they do and what they create because that’s it. Amazing night on the second row where I met an amazing new friend. Holy snot, what a night. ❀️

Summer is for overalls, tall grass, and senior sessions. 🌿🌞🌱

Between juggling a full time job, a new home, sleeping, cooking, and shooting... I’ve severely been lacking on posting photos from sessions and weddings. So, here’s one of my beautiful brides looking fierce like a jungle goddess. πŸŒΏπŸƒ

My life is drastically different than it was 365 days ago. So much has changed around me and within me. Turning 25 was the year I was pushed beyond what I thought my limits were, though 100% unwillingly. I faced things I never thought I would and somehow came out not only okay, but stronger and wiser. I proved myself and others wrong by doing so many of the things WE told me that I couldn’t. β€’

A lot of days I’m exhausted. Some days I’m sad. Most days I’m happy and hopeful. These days I’m living in Savannah in my new apartment in this comfy bed with a mixture of real and fake plants above me. I spend my days going to work where I got a promotion to Office Administrator and celebrated my year anniversary, shooting weddings and proposals in my off time, cooking in my new kitchen, and starting to pour everything I have left into my biggest dream β€” music. β€’

I have no clue where I’ll be 365 days from now. I’ve learned not to bother guessing or talking in definites, but instead, enjoying what’s here and working towards what I’m hoping for in my heart. I know there will be more days ahead that are beyond hard and make me feel like giving up. But more than those will be the days that make living worthwhile. I’m unsure and scared of what lies ahead, but I’m also curious and eager about it all, too. More than all of that though is my uncertainty of this pink (or blush) pillow β€” I’ve never been a pink kind of lady.

The colors, the lighting, the style, Zahara’s eyes... Pretty sure this is one of my favorite photos from our big senior shoot last year!
Summer break is here! If you’re needing to book a senior portrait session send me an email for information on regular portrait sessions versus the Senior Experience.

I remember the first time I ever heard @hollowcoves β€” it seemed so significant for some reason. I’ve heard countless new songs and artists over the years, but can’t recall when I first heard any of them. Except for Hollow Coves.
I was heading home just past midnight, passing under the stop light and merging into the on ramp of the interstate at exit 104. I heard the opening music and by the time the first verse had ended, I was in love with whoever Hollow Coves was and Spotify for playing it. I listened to Home on repeat the whole 40 minute drive home. β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”
I had no idea that less than a year later I’d take this photo back stage at the Seattle show. Life is funny, in the most wonderful ways sometimes. When I look at the backstage photos like this one, my mind immediately goes back to that first night in my car. I can’t help but get one of those β€œbig idiot” smiles stuck on my face.

I met @austinbasham when he and his wife were models for a photo shoot at a photography workshop two years ago. He mentioned music and I immediately looked him up on Spotify. I was a fan when at the moment I heard the first song, All Is Well. Austin is super talented and he’s a goof ball, always making faces and cracking jokes. He’s the type of guy you become friends with instantly. You know, that β€œolder brother friend” type. So happy to call him a friend and thankful for him letting me come along on the tour some! Go give his music a listen if you haven’t already.

3 awesome nights photographing the beginning of the North America tour of @austinbasham and @hollowcoves was simply not long enough. I would happily go on tours forever. But alas, I just boarded the train to start the long trek home, daydreaming and scheming β€” the usual. More photos to share once I’m home to my computer!

Hunter + Emily’s surprise latte art proposal at @wakeupcoffeeco is on my bloggity blog. You can read a little about the story, too!

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