A year of photographs without your face looking back at the camera. From Penn's first birthday, with Dad and Nic and Mela at Christmas time, pictures of Sonoma and our year of construction up there, to when we flew out to Hawaii this summer for the first time all together since Logan was just a couple of months old, from all the pictures taken around the house just passing through the days. A new member of our family, Baby Anna, a Christening, Seb as a dad. It's been a year without any record of you being there with us.
But together we are the record, playing on in the next room, breaking the silence that threatens to envelop, you hear our voices and we listen for yours. From the quiet, we laugh and hold onto one another, we still marvel at the world, and in moments where there is hollowness and doubt and fear, turning into one another keeps you close, and our hearts clear, and our love as a family bound. And while you think you might chose not to be in the photos, you're there in them anyway. In every moment of humor, in each new place with every smile, for the next adventure, and when we gather as a family. You're in them. Not as a memory but as a part of us, because you'll always be there as long we are, and as sure as the ticking of the clock and the passage of blood though our hearts, this world as we know it has you at its heart in our own, and will do so for this year, and for all years, through our daughters and our sons that you love so much, and that will always love you just as fiercely in return.
"It was at this time a year ago that you left the room"
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