Oh my, here comes a photo overload. What a whirlwind these have been, watching both newfound and dear childhood friends celebrate togetherness
🤍🤍🤍
so much so... indeed I haven’t gotten around to posting any of these prior to this. Eeks. There is far too much to be shared from an event or a piece in time of one’s life in just photos, and I’m finding this more and more as life eases along (the father walking his first child down the aisle; the young, giddy, teary-eyed fiancé who has found the one she loves; the devoted husband and wife of many years in marriage and life; all the tiny, most wonderful happenings that go uncaught by camera glass) -
but it’s still worth it.
It's still so worth it to retain, to capture, to remember.
To take a glance at an image and recall all over, again and again, of how that moment,
that embrace,
even that chilly whisper of the wind,
was etched in time and God’s heart alike. 📷 ✍️💕
without further ado...
