I have chosen this heart photograph to represent a memory I have right after my grandpa passed in 2010. I wasn't able to attend his funeral, but I did go home for Thanksgiving and went to his house one last time before the new owners took possession. In his front yard I took this photograph.
Whenever I saw dewdrops, it always made me think of freshness.
My grandpa's death got me thinking a lot about my own mortality and the meaning of death, and ever since I took the picture above, dewdrops now make me ponder on what a fresh start death must be. I believe in life after death-- am actually excited for my life to continue, on a much larger scale, when I'm finished with this little existence on earth.
Like the bright dawning of a new day, the dew is just left over from the night spent in darkness. That is the way I view the eternities. I love this perspective that a belief in God and an eternal life affords me.