Missing New Orleans

This was the day I went to go see my father in prison. It was such a bittersweet feeling I had. So excited to see him but yet so pissed off to see him in such circumstances. I always feel a little weird talking about him. I feel like my emotions wear on my sleeve the minute I mention my father and where he is. But fuck it, I'm a Daddy's girl and will go out of my way to see him and try to make him happy. He did the same for me. I do miss him though and our visit felt a little more normal than the last one.

The last visit (Father's Day 2009) was so difficult. I mean I kept crying every other minute. I literally had no control over my feelins. This time however it was much easier. I was used the protocol and had more of an idea of what he looked like.

After the visit I went to Audubon park and sat there watching the little lake- in the Magazine street side (for my New Orleanians).

I sat under a Magnolia tree.  Had my camera and tripod with me and took this pic.

Just getting off of work and reminiscing back to my trip a few weeks ago and just itching to get back.
Reflecting on what I do as an actor, and really noticing how NONE of it has ever been easy. I strive to make it seem effortless but most of the time its hard.

So therefore sometimes you just gotta stop and smell the Magnolias.

I miss New Orleans


xoxo

Ciera Payton