It seemed like such a great idea at the time.  Chad and I whispered quietly about it when the kids weren’t paying attention to us.  (Lets face it, they rarely pay attention to us unless they are hungry or need help reaching something from a high place–in which case they ask Chad because, unfortunately, I’m […]

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  • lisa - May 6, 2016 - 9:04 am

    Oh Summer….how I laughed and cried reading every word!! As always, your pictures are simply magical and stunning!! my, oh my!! Your babies are just beautiful!! We took a trip very similar to yours years ago (Chicago!) and I just reveled in my memories as I read your story! Yes, you will only ALWAYS recall perfection! I can’t wait to hear how NYC will go down in the future! HAHA!! Keep being incredible…you do it so well! <3ReplyCancel

    • Summer - May 6, 2016 - 12:18 pm

      Oh Lisa, incredible is the only word I have when I think about you. Okay, maybe inspiring, beautiful and gracious, too.

      Thank you for your kind words and for enjoying the ride right along with us. I appreciate you so very much!

      And yes, NYC WILL happen. . . someday. 😉ReplyCancel

Two weeks ago I had the rare opportunity to be in the grocery store by myself. There was no tiny voice from the cart’s front seat telling me endless stories of everything and nothing at all. There wasn’t a voice of always hungry grade-schoolers begging for this or that. On this particular day, not even […]

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  • Ky - March 30, 2016 - 2:13 am

    (I was crying by the 3rd paragraph.)

    OH friend.



    I don’t know that I have any words.

    I know that I nodded throughout this. I agreed. I can relate. Oh…

    And I cried. And I can feel your feelings. Since Shirley died, I’ve put my feet in your footsteps and I’ve wondered what it would be like to be you… a few years ahead of me. Your strength… your authenticity and transparency has been a BLESSING to.my.life. Summer, there’s IS beauty from those ashes. Your grief and your process has helped me.

    “There’s no right way to grieve, Kylee.”

    “It IS unfair, Kylee.”

    I could go on and on.

    (I keep writing, then deleting, then writing, then deleting.)

    I love you.
    I’m glad that your Mom had you – becuase you are a gift.


    (more silence)

    The day has not gone un-noticed. It’s just taken me all day to find some words.

    And the moment in the grocery store ? With the Mom and the daughter? Iit would have taken my breath away, too.

    I love you. Thank you for sharing.ReplyCancel

    • Chad - March 30, 2016 - 9:42 am

      Kylee,

      I know you know. I know you’ve been there. I know you are right here with me.

      Thank you for these words. For your constant support. For walking the road with me.

      Thank you for being you.

      I love you, Ky.ReplyCancel

  • Steffany - March 31, 2016 - 2:46 pm

    Big giant hugs. I’m still crying.ReplyCancel

    • Summer - April 1, 2016 - 2:20 pm

      Big giant hugs right back to you, Steffany.

      Thank you.ReplyCancel