I think that these might be the only pictures that exist of Roman and I. Not kidding. That's the thing about being 'the photographer'...you're never in the pictures. And so far, no one has been able to produce a shot of me in the hospital with Roman either. Maybe I looked SO BAD no one dared, in which case I say thank you. But still. I'm going to have to do something about this situation. **
This photo was taken on Roman's blessing day. David did a beautiful job. I mean really. It is always so incredible to listen to words from his heart, given through God's power, bestowed upon our children. I'm grateful.
I always think to myself, this is the first of many father's blessings, and the first of many ways David will be a blessing to our children. David's role, his presence is something I could never duplicate. I am so happy he is eager to be a father in the truest sense.
Greatest gift my parents gave me...my sisters and brothers. I hope to find the magic glue they used to bind us together. The love I have for them is immense, territorial, and unconditional. The joy that comes when I see this same budding relationship amongst my own children is incredible. It helps remind me that this work, this job I've chosen, is pretty important. Pretty important to me.