(I know it’s the 20th..I’m playing catch up on my ‘daily’ 5 minute free writes.)
Last Thursday our family met Sarah at a park and took pictures together, our first formal photographs since Riley was 10 days old. Sarah came waaaay recommended, and she was not oversold in the least. Nothing was posed; we just played. The shoot felt exactly like what we would have done as a family at the park, complete with letting Riley soak his socks, shoes and pants in the awesome puddles.
At the beginning of the time, she asked about our family a bit, and if there was anything we were looking to capture in the shoot. I said no at first, because the truth felt a bit vulnerable. But then I confessed–we’ve come out of a long season of hard. And we’ve been here four months now, and it just feels like a good time to mark that we are not where we were.
Sometimes a season ends abruptly, like the turning of a page. Sometimes it ends so slowly, you hardly notice it at first, like a setting sun that leaves light behind for a while. Ours was more the latter. So taking some pictures in the glow of a setting fall sun, felt like just the thing to say It Is Well.