With disposable cameras, the hardest part is the waiting.
In the past year, we sent the cheap, plastic cameras to 25 women across the country, along with a simple task. We asked them to photograph their lives over the course of a few weeks: their loved ones, their Friday nights, their quiet moments alone. They sent the cameras back to us, and we took them to one of the last remaining film shops in Washington, D.C., a block from our office, to get them developed.
See more at the Washington Post.