gasca family
"at the end of all my faith,
till the end of all my days,
when I forget my name,
remind me."
andrew peterson
A little more waiting, a little more crying, a little more time. There is a place for everything. But who among us could hold out hope, could continue to believe, or even wish, unless we had tastes of the happiest things? We live in this world of the charmed and the damned; a time for everything. In other worlds, in other days, there won't be times for everything. Only time for good things. So we hope for Splendor, and live in the pig pen, and watch the sunrise and wish, believe, hope. This small family has had their mourning times, their quiet times, their pained times. But in the gold crackle of autumn, they found themselves in a dancing time, a laughing time, a living time. New Baby Cruz - teeny and particular - , teasing and jokes, togetherness, tastes of days over the rainbow.
These pictures, this family are promise to me. "In the face of chaos, baby, I can dance with you. We're dancing in the minefields, sailing through the storm. He's promised not to leave us, His promises are true. I can dance with you." Thank you for allowing me sixty minutes into your sixty years. I loved pressing pause in the backyard and making your first days as a family of three stand still, for just a moment.
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especially in the maryland/virginia/dc, new york/boston, or oklahoma to dallas areas
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