seasons

We are in a different season of life here. It's not an easy one but winter must come before the spring. And winter is something I can handle. To survive. I may doubt my ability to carefully cross over the ice or to shovel the heavy loads of snow but I have been fortunate to be reminded of that strength by those I value and love the most. 

It is almost August. And the winter of our lives is slowly melting here. Days are sunnier and warmer. Things are easier and less fraught with anxiety and sadness. As a family, we are simplifying. Refocusing. Strengthening friendships and letting others go. Taking care of ourselves and each other as though it is the only thing that matters. Because really it is. 

Some photos of warmth and sunshine and love and strength and good futures.