mom and dad

These are my parents. I love my parents. I was able to do a quick, and very cold, photo shoot of them before this nasty winter set in. These photos are taken at their house on Lake Panorama. A place where so many memories are rooted, a place that I am so thankful to have been able to enjoy all of my life.  I wanted to be able to give them some photos of themselves for christmas this year. They have photos everywhere (i’m convinced my love for pictures was genetically passed down by my mom. That and my uncanny ability to loose my car keys in seconds). However, they don’t have many photos of them together. They still laugh and snuggle and kiss and hug. They are my inspiration. I can only hope that i still do all those things with Jason after 38 years. I believe that becoming a mom myself has made me a better daughter. I never used to cry at things, now I will cry at nearly anything. Now that i think about it, I am more like my mother then I ever thought. The woman cries at everything. Ok, so does my brother.

When you look at life, the greatest happinesses are family happinesses. ~~~joyce brothers