little treasures I hold in the palm of my hand

I am home. with a renewed sense of identity, curly hair and a deeper love for my family. and little treasures I hold in the palm of my hand. the smell of rosemary and fresh lavender, new Converse shoes, fond memories. and the sparkle in the eyes of Sean and Will's grandparents.

I am home. and you know how this is. everything looks the same. yet everything feels different.

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Comments

[krystyn]

These photos make my heart sing! I so want to take the family on an unforgettable journey like this. Maybe we will have to come visit you. ;)