College is a unique time in our lives during which we experience many "firsts." We may be living on our own for the first time, feeding ourselves for the first time, paying bills for the first time - wholly accountable to no one but ourselves. For some, this period may also include our first serious loss. As daunting as the college experience may be, it's made even more so when we're faced with grieving the death of a loved one. We often don't yet have the tools to emotionally process that loss. Our friends may not understand. And we're isolated from the support group we've spent our lives leaning on - our family back home. All this is made even more difficult by challenging college courses.
I entered into this project from a place of personal experience, I understood what I was asking of those who agreed to participate, and I was aware that my role was that of a listener and of a supporter. What I didn't know, was how many people this project would touch.
Each person shared a cherished photo of their loved one, worked with me on a portrait session, and allowed me to photograph one item that they hold dear because it reminds them of who they lost. During the interview portion of the project they described their loved one, told me many stories, and explained why they had chosen their item.
MSU student Jillian Felton was close with her grandmother, particularly as a child. “When I was a kid I had sleepovers all the time with her. She was my best friend really during the early years. I was so shy and was the quietest of my siblings and would go there sometimes to feel like an only child,” said Felton.
MSU student Kayla Robinson’s grandmother passed away during Spring Break last year, shortly followed by her uncle who passed a week later. Robinson was close with her grandmother, an ally in what was often a toxic household.
MSU sophomore Nicole Sceglio’s father was a physician at Henry Ford Hospital where she suspects he contracted COVID-19 from one of his patients. Sceglio’s father passed away on Sept. 2, 2020. “I found out on the first day of school and I didn’t really go to school for like a month because I was just in a really depressive mental fog. I considered dropping out,” said Sceglio.
Although she admitted that her coursework was an occasional buffer from her grief, Sceglio added, “It was hard because I would get kind of flashbacks and it would be a problem when I was trying to take a test or do an assignment. Some days I was just too depressed to get out of bed. My professors were very understanding with time extensions, I was like ‘I honestly can’t do this today’ and that’s the truth. I’ve never felt like that in my life.”