The last few months have been a blur as the days fade into darkness before I’ve even had a chance to fully process the moments of light. I look back through my archives of photographs to experience the many priceless whirlwind moments a second time. This time drinking them in like I may not get another chance. If I didn’t have these photos to take me back I don’t know what I would do. Their childhood slipping slowly through my fingers with the rising and falling of each days sun. 
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