Sometimes when I go home to California I still think I will see Carrisa......
Every time we go to my mom's house the whole family gets together, everyone comes over, and for a second I had a hint of excitement that I was going to get to see Carrisa and tell her all about Norah, it was such a strange feeling.....
Sometimes when I go home I get the visitor who wasn't my best friend, but my sisters
Sometimes when I go home I want to soak up all the beauty that surrounds
us, the trees, the smells, the moments that stand still, because this
is the place I once new life without loss
Sometimes when I go home I just want to spend the entire time outside
Sometimes when I go home there are some really GREAT moments
and Sometimes when I go home I am reminded off the brokenness in our family, the hurt, the way we have all lost the same things
Sometimes when I go home it is hard to talk about
Sometimes when I go home I can see the walls we have built around each other, for protection, so scared of more hurt
but sometimes when I go home there is a moment, a place in time that we all enjoy one another, that we all enjoy the moment and hold onto it realizing how precious it is
Sometimes when I go home I have realized we have all had to learn a new normal,
a family we never anticipated
love this post :)
ReplyDeleteso much fall beauty in one post!
ReplyDeleteWell, I have to say that my favorite photo is the one of Candice on the floor with the children. She is looking just lovely. Tell her hello from me, please. I know you had a great time at home and your pictures will help cement the memory for your children in years to come. Thank you Jenni for your enthusiasm in recording and sharing your life with all of us. God bless you.
ReplyDelete...SWEET -- WRite ON! xox, anotha grammy
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