The Bands of Our Boys

This photo gets me all teary-eyed.

{every time}

I don't think it will ever lose it's intensity.

Their sweet and proud Dad

thought to snap it

just after their birth,

as they put the bands of 

4 tiny little miracles

on our wrists.

They were bound to us,

and us to them.

It meant they made it.

A whole lot of prayers answered.

It brought us back to the 

very first time we became parents.

Sometimes it's not the photos

that I take time to coordinate outfits for

or plan out that are the most meaningful.

It's ones like these that are taken,

spontaneously, joyously, that capture it all.

Every time I look at it,

I will never forget,

how I felt,

in that incredible moment.

{michelle}