I got all giddy when I first saw this memorial. All the lines of light made for great photos. While I mindlessly ran around and got shots here and there, my friend Molly was the only one that actually took the time to appreciate the installation, to read the words, the message that's conveyed to the public.
I learned that her ancestors were affected by the Irish Potato Famine in the mid 1800s, caused by a detrimental potato disease that starved, killed, and drove out the Irish from their homeland. Moments like these I should have put the camera down and truly acknowledge what's in front of me and appreciate the life I live now.