There was an explosion at the Boston Marathon today. My heart hurts for everyone affected. I don’t understand pure evil or the sad, scary world that we live in. It worries me to think that I’m responsible for three tiny people who will one day go out and interact with a whole lot of wackos. All I can do is pray and focus on the good, and when things happen that are completely out of my control, I hold tight to what I have.
We were dancing to Adele and he was cracking up, so I took a picture. Normally I would keep a shot like this to myself, because my face looks terribly fat. But sometimes emotion outweighs vanity, and the pure joy on his face makes me not really care what I look like.
It‘s important to me to capture and record these moments, because who can say what tomorrow will bring? Today, I have this.