I have been wavering for days about what to say in this post. When I look back on 2013 I remember a difficult year… January brought two surgeries, one for me, and one for my husband. Although we did all of the same vacations, travel and activities that we do every summer, something about this summer was just so different. There was so much change. In the fall, both girls started at a new school, and the transition while good, just wasn’t as perfect as I had hoped. So, when December 31st came, I woke not wanting to face the day. All I could see was the struggle, and the adversity we had in our year. I felt it deep in my bones, and my body dragged.
Then I spent some time with our year as seen through my cameras. Between the favorites here, the one hundred or so pictures I put together in our Instagram book, and the 51 (almost 52) images from You Are My Wild, there is an undeniable spirit of strength, and so much hope, happiness and life. Nothing stays the same, it’s true, but we have grown, we have adapted, and I know we really are thriving. I don’t feel it every day, but it’s evident here in these images, and it is evident when we are together – just the four of us (plus one, if you count Cleo, and we do).