We are knocking on the one year anniversary of when our family changed forever.
As most of you know, I have many fond memories of growing up Amish.
There's one thing though that I wish I could change about it all, and that is photos.
I would love to have stacks of photos to see, instead of only the slightly out of focus images in my head. Somehow, I can't bring them to full clarity in my mind. Even as I relive memories, time has fogged up the faces and I can no longer see them clearly.
I am thankful for the few photos I do have.
The best one I have of my parents from three years ago, taken on the morning of my "baby" brother's wedding.
With Mom no longer here with us, I cherish this picture, even if I can't see her face.