On Monday we made the trek from Virginia to Kentucky.  A farmiliar one.  We drove back with the two weeks prior with both of our families trailing behind us as memories.  Memories of living, of being.  We traveled back in time for a bit.  We woke up in homes with our parents and siblings in the next room.  We played games, we laughed, we talked, we were there.  Its a strange and a comforting thing to be gone for two weeks away from “your” life and transport yourself to an almost “pre-us” life, that we now both inhabit. It feels a bit funny, and then at the same time, it feels so right, so natural.  Does that make sense?  Our lives change and we grow, but some things don’t change.  The feeling of home.  The comfort of love.  The joy of being with people who know you so well and who you will know for the rest of their and your lives…family.  It’s the same, but different…you just add to it.  I added a husband, a dog, experiences from this past year, and maybe someday we will add a new life to the mix.  But through it all, it is family.  There is laughter, joy, a realness and a rawness, love and beauty, and a lot of other things in the mix – and it is good.  So take a peek into our lives with our families, a time which automatically makes these some of my favorite photos of the year :)

So do you want to know a secret???  Well…there is this guy I kind of like.   He’s really handsome.  He has broad shoulders and a smile that makes me swoon.  I love how his eyes shrink and get creases around them when he smiles.  When he looks at me with that look I feel like the luckiest girl in the world.  He makes me laugh harder than anyone in the world, and is the only one who can make me feel better when I’m down.  He encourages me, knows me, prays for me, and loves me.  Yeah…I kind of like this guy :)These photos are from a random little hike we took this week.  A random, beautiful, little hike.