Cliche or not - it's my favorite time of the year.
You can't see them but her cheeks have tears dried on them tonight.
As she grows older her emotions are growing bigger along with her.
5 years ago, when I took this photo, we were experiencing our last winter out at Eastern Washington University as Kenny was in his last quarters of school.
Sometimes we have to fight for what we love, and maintain the ability to be flexible even amidst clearly defined plans.
Our annual trek to the Pumpkin Patch in Portland had quite an unexpected turn this year. Corn Mazes are not where EMTS I think expect to be called out to on a Sunday afternoon.
Like the time of change between summer and fall, my life has looked very similar. The leaves around what I've built are falling and I'm finding space in my branches - in my mind - in my heart to rest, recharge and refill my every empty bucket.
We did a thing. We got married as babies. Grew up together. Made a life together. I wrote some words down.
my life is not cohesive. but it's beautiful and purposeful.
diagnosed with type 1 diabetes at 13.
ran my first mile at 25. first 1/2 marathon at 28.
married at 19. mother at 21.
owned several businesses. photographer of 7 years.
so i write. and photograph. and run. and carry on.
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