This is Lisa. She was at Route 91 the evening of the shooting. I had no idea until the other day when she asked if I could take some photos of her. She said she wanted to remember this time. To know that she was still strong. That she made it.
She came over and we didn't really have anything in mind. We talked. We laughed. She recounted what had happened that night. At times she broke down for a bit. I know how difficult it was for her, and I appreciate her trusting me to take these images.
After we were done, she sat down on the floor for a minute and started to cry.
I hugged her and let her know that she was here in this moment. There is no guidebook to how you are supposed to feel or how long you are supposed to hurt.
But she will be ok. Because she's here.
