They were friends of a friend.
They lived nearly three hours away, yet something in my gut told me to do it. Take the drive. See them. Photograph them. I’m glad I trusted my gut on this one.
The “T” Family? They are good people. Good, good people.
It was a pleasure to meet them. It was an honor to cross their path.
People like this. . . they fill the soul with joy just by being who they are.
They love each other.
They adore their son, Jonathan. You can see it in every photo. Adore him.
They are strong. Courageous.
They are survivors.
Dan and Jessica, I’m so glad to have met you.