As you remember, I ended up leaving my camera at the lake and I just got it back this past Sunday. Looking through these forgotten lake photos makes me both happy and sad. Happy because we had such a great weekend. But sad, because I see myself in these photos as completely oblivious to the sorrow that was to happen just a day after I returned. I am thankful that I was able to have a relaxing weekend before the "Storm" hit. And I am thankful that my last visit with my mom was so sweet.
Back porch view. We spent a lot of time relaxing here as the kids all played together in the yard.
Taking an evening stroll to watch the sunset.
Me and Lucas
Reed and Marlee; Mike and Lucas
The sky is turning that beautiful twilight purple.
The sun is starting its descent.
There is it in all its glory.
We fit in a few rounds of Bananagrams, of course.
The "big girls": Hannah, Parker, Leah, Berklee
The "grown up girls": Me, Tanda, Nikki
We are heading back to the lake in a few weekends to fit in some time actually on/in the lake (not just looking at it!). Going to the lake is what people do down here in our land-locked state to avoid the insane heat. And to slow down and spend time with family. That sounds pretty good to me!
2 comments:
Emily, as I read this post I had tears running down my cheeks. You have so many lovely people in your life to help you deal with this loss, but I know that hole can't be filled. No, that's wrong. It can't be filled YET. I'm so grateful for your faith, that you know your separation from your mom is not permanent.
What an heartbreaking way to look at those photos. Also it is lovely to see that you have such a wonderful support system.
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