Today is pretty mixed. I'm loving the 95 degree weather and time with my family, but hate that things will not be like this forever. I'm learning to enjoy it while I have it, because when it's gone, and when we're gone, the memories will be all that remains. My family has been through so many tragedies (yes, tragedies, the kinds that brought newscasters to our home...I may bring those up later) that it is amazing that we maintain our composure. From the outside, you wouldn't think that our family has seen and overcome so much, but it goes to show two things: one, that we are masters of concealing emotion, and two, that we always take a piece of each other's pain so that it isn't as heavy on anyone.
I'll give you with a quote which happens to be one of my favorites. As you look through the pictures on here and the ones to come, remember how true this is and think of your own photo albums. I bet you'll agree and for a moment think of all you've been through to get to your favorite snapshot.
"You'll never find the hard times in the family photo album. Why? Those times are the most memorable and most important. In these dark times, we come together, grow, and change. Yet we never see the tears, the pain, or the struggles in our albums. Rest assured, the hard times are the best of times. They are what takes you from one happy shot to another."
I'll always remember the happy shots, and the spaces inbetween.
