I've always remembered the names of strange people. The man wearing the plastic bags screaming about socialism is Gary. You always forget the names of people without substance.
A collection of sorts is what I'd call this blog. A place for me to clear my head, while also being a place to keep some of my favorite things. I do not take credit for any of the photographs unless otherwise stated.
In honor of #whpfirstphotoredo I was brought back to this gem. I can’t believe 81 weeks ago was when this baby was first held in my arms. I fall more in love with him everyday and I wouldn’t trade him for the world. Nostalgic today.
I’m grateful for the people that have recently come into my life and shown me compassion, love and understanding. Incredible Valentine’s and the prettiest flowers.