A few years later I watched my sister go through the most difficult days of her life while her son battled cancer. I had never seen anyone not be afraid to do exactly what she needed to do to make the most of these moments in her life and that of her son Elgin. People often asked her how she could possibly want to photograph Elgin’s treatments. Her answer was simple, because this is his journey. I remember my sister being agree with people for not including her in invitations to parties because they thought she wouldn’t want to attend because she had enough on her plate. She wanted to forget about her life sometimes too and wasn’t afraid to laugh when she needed to, or to dance when she needed to. And when Elgin passed away she asked me to help her to take his hand prints and the nurse helped her to bath him and dress him before they took him away. She lived through every moment of his short life.