Remote

We were given, at Christmas, a remote to use with our camera.  We are still learning how to use it well.  Since we were all four bathed and dressed beyond pajamas at one point last week, we thought we'd give the novelty another shot.  None of the resulting photographs are stellar, but some of them capture something special.  Like the love that lives at our house.

I am grateful, more than those eight letters can really demonstrate, for the family within these walls.  Gratitude seemed, for some time after her diagnosis, impossible and remote, forever beyond heart's reach.  But I've learned that thankfulness can arrest a thousand thoughts of trouble.  So too can laughter over an unsuccessful attempt at a family portrait...

JEB