I honestly don’t think I have anything left to give… this past week has drained me in more ways than I ever thought possible. Truth be told, last Friday, I was done. I didn’t want to film anymore. I didn’t want to make content. I was ready to step back and just photograph the races, go back to the way it used to be. I just didn’t have it in me to keep going.
But then the comments started pouring in. The love, the outreach, the support for Hunter, his family, his friends, the racing community, and me. One comment hit me harder than I care to admit: “You have no idea what you’ve given his son as he gets older.” That hit deep. At that moment, I realized something—if I stop now, I’m letting Hunter down.
Today, I visited this horse statue, a symbol of the strength and spirit of our racing world. I tied a green ribbon around its neck—a color Hunter always loved, a color that reminds me of the hope and life he brought to everyone around him. Standing there under the gray sky, I felt him with me, urging me to keep going, to keep telling the stories of our community through my lens.
So, I’m sorry in advance, but get ready for cameras everywhere. 😂🤷🏻♂️ I’m going to keep documenting, for our industry and for each other. Thank you, Hunter, for showing me what true giving really means. I’ll honor that, no matter what. This might be my last post on everything that’s happened recently, but just know I love you, brother. Thank you for everything. I promise to do you proud. God Bless. 💚🤍💚
