For awhile, I felt like my last post was so aptly titled that it would be the perfect post to walk away from . . . but, I don't think I'll ever be able to completely walk away. This blog is incomplete now. It is no longer a great reflection of our lives, capturing little moments, but it still has value.
Today Amy asked if it's my photographer's mind that remembers photos that I use for comparisons. I answered that I didn't know why, but after thinking about it today, I believe through blogging I've remembered photos more over the years because I wrote the story of the photos.
In October we went to the apple orchard and I had no intention of getting Isaac to recreate a photo I took when he was 18 months old, but all of the sudden, he was doing the exact same mannerism. Pulling the photos next to each other makes my heart skip a beat. Five years.