Things are finally starting to slow down a bit around here–meaning I finally get to post these shots from this weekend, when we stopped by White Point/Royal Palms County Beach. K insisted on showing E and I the sunset from this spot, because it’s where he watched the sunset when he first arrived in LA alone.
I’m sure he stood there in January, feeling very lonely, his feelings accentuated by the beautiful sad colors of the sun going down, his surroundings slowly growing darker. It breaks my heart to think about how he must’ve felt.
But this time, I’m pretty sure the same colors looked different in his eyes. No longer sad, but full of hope. A gentle reminder that his family is here and he is no longer alone.
As I watched from behind as K and E enjoyed the sunset together, it made me feel so grateful that we finally get to live together and experience these moments as a family.
Each moment holds much more meaning.
The gorgeous views look even more majestic.
Yes, we are lucky.
And I am, and will always be, so very grateful.