Every year I get the pleasure of seeing these two. Twice. I get to make them smile. I get to make them giggle. I get to take their picture. Something I will never take for granted, because it’s an important job getting to do that. I get to hold their hands when they cross...
Sometimes a little time passes in between seeing clients. Because….. well… life. And when you get to see them again and you get to see how the kids have grown and changed and how their personalities have blossomed, it just makes your heart warm. At least it does mine. To hear their hearty laugh and...
I love it when I get surprise messages telling me there is going to be a new baby. I love it that I already know that I love getting to hang out with them, and when there is a little bundle of awesomeness that I get to snuggle on… that makes it even better....
When I think of a cowboy, there are no sequins or rhinestones involved. But there are jeans laden in dirt and mud. And hats with the brims folded and faded from years of sun and grime. There are hands worn from feeding and fixing and mending. There are strong arms and strong legs. And tired...
The drive was 7 hours long to get there from Tucson. The interstate had been closed and we were sent on a detour for well over an hour. And let me tell you… this area of New Mexico… not the most awesome stretch of land in the U.S. There were constant signs warning of dust...