How do you explain how good my dad is still doing despite being given a poor prognosis? So good he drives to the Senior center for lunch each day. And he has to keep asking me "Why do you suppose those hospice people keep calling me? Don't they know I'm not ready yet?" So, so, good.
How do you ever get comfortable in front of the camera? Maybe you never fully do. You just come to understand that what is being conveyed is your trust in the person behind the camera. And because he loves you, you can't feel wrong, ugly or uncertain, because he doesn't view you that way. It isn't all flab and muffin tops and wrinkles in your face. Its the arms that have held his babies, the hands that grind the beans for his coffee in the morning, and the heart that has carried his for oh so long now. Ultimately, I've discovered its not your flaws and your battle scars that are visible, its you being okay with yourself that shines through.