The photo that wasn’t supposed to be good

I took it at a wedding in the rain, just after the vows. The bride’s grandmother was standing alone under a dripping awning, her hands clasped like she’d forgotten how to move. I didn’t even mean to shoot her—was framing the couple in the background—but then she turned slightly, and the light hit her face just right. No smile, no pose. Just… there. The lens caught the way her knuckles were white, how one shoe had slipped off. I thought it was ruined. But today, looking back, I realized it wasn’t about perfection. It was about the moment she stopped pretending to be brave. That’s the shot I kee