I Never Thought You Could Ask Money for Photography

When i was a little, like sevenor eight years old, i remember seeing this photographer coming from a funeral or something like that on my street. He took only the pictures with us, and my mummy sitting in the back, in there. Somehow it stuck in my head that he took that moment in time. And somehow i had that picture even now with me. When i started doing photography with se and she was saying, ok, fin der port pas, five nder gols,  and i'm like, what's mine? What's mine? Then all these pictures and my mam in the background, and the fact that i don't see her in there is like