I was looking through old photos the other day and I was surprised at what I found.
According to my photo journals, during those times of financial, family, and health duress, I and my family seemed to be having tons of fun.
The kids, and their dad and I, gathered together with all of our imperfect lives on display, captured forever in digital glory. We managed to find things that we all enjoyed; we smiled, laughed, dug in, cheered, and then grew silent as we watched the sun set.
Those photos reminded me that there were some days spent in a dark valley, personally and collectively. Also in that valley were beautiful break-throughs as well. There were rays of joyous light breaking up the day to day mundaneness. For those days, I am so grateful. KC ’18