You know those days that are just so perfect you wish you could freeze every moment from them to keep forever?
I’m a picture girl. I like to have pictures of everything, proof of what I do I guess.
But I didn’t get a single picture today.
It was one of the best days I’ve had this summer and I didn’t get a single picture.
It’s a good thing I’ll always remember how much I love early mornings and simple conversations, snow cones and family, laughing and the feeling of utmost admiration, air conditioning and the small stress of driving on dirt roads, being needed and being valued and being appreciated, compliments and hugs, and the aura of adventure: the I’ve-never-done-this-before-but-I-think-I-love-it kind of feeling.
I’ll never forget this July 4th.