Looking through these photos while editing, I realized another facet in the beauty of family. Not just being blood related, but being involved in each others lives in the good times and hard times. Letting one another “in” you know, being vulnerable and willing. Sharing in the joys, victories, the difficulties, the pain, the laughter and tears. As family, blood or not, we were meant to exchange life with one another, regardless of the format being pretty or not. I am thankful to say, that these gifts are a part of this family and I am proud to call it my own. We aren’t perfect, but thats not really the point is it? We share life in our imperfection. Thats what love does.