I cannot believe this was a year ago. I remember the warmth of the sun on our skin. I remember how freaking happy this boy was, even though we pushed bedtime a little just to get these images to celebrate 6 months of him being alive. I remember how excited I was to show his mom & dad these images. I printed one of every single photo from this session for them. I prayed the images would be a catalyst for change; that they’d be a reminder of what they were working for.

We drive by this spot every time we go to church. The grass is currently mowed short. I’ve watched it turn brown as winter came in the months after it was mowed short. The same months that we started walking through grief. I’ve seen it covered with snow. I’ve watched the snow melt until there was nothing but brown again. And now it’s green and growing; it is thriving and beautiful.

I can’t help give thanks for the time we got with this baby, and also give thanks for what this season of winter after saying goodbye has taught us; we’ve learned so much about Him. Though I’m grateful, I then pray for a season of Spring each time we drive by this area that some of the most important images to me were taken. ♥️