These last couple of weeks have been hard and the way grief works, you feel like the rest of the world should stop with you. But it doesn’t. And it hasn’t. The little people in our house still want to eat and play. Bills still need to be paid. The sun keeps rising. And businesses still need to be run. I’m thankful for lots of things and all the people who have poured into us and helped and loved us and prayed over us. But the truth is, I’m still sad my brother is gone. It still doesn’t seem real. And that’s ok. Mom and I have walked this road before after losing my dad in 1994 and the Lord carried us through. So we know that He’s going to carry us again. 💙 Flowers by @dahlia.aflorist for @sineadroseross’s bridal portraits
This photo is a few years old but these ladies mean the WORLD to me. ❤️ And the one on the far right is having a birthday today! 🎂 Happiest of days, Kim!!! I’m so thankful for you, your willingness to take me under your photography wing so many years ago and then to become my friend. You’ve cried with me and laughed with me more times than I can count and while I love every photo you’ve ever taken of my sweet family, those moments you’ve walked through with me are far more priceless. 📷 I hope you have an amazing birthday!! Love you!
It feels strange to post something this normal after the past couple of weeks that we’ve had. But just as I gush about them on their blog post today, I’ll gush about them here too... Ansley and Zach have been a dream couple. Not only was their engagement session so fun and so beautiful, but they have been BEYOND patient and understanding while waiting on their images and blog post as I grieved and tried to walk through the past 2 weeks. Please head over to the blog to see these two and their gorgeous fall session. And PLEASE leave them some love because they’ve given so much to me recently ❤️ #sabrinaweddings #sabrinabrides #sabrinagrooms
Ben, as usual, has been my rock this past week... Holding me when I want to cry, laughing at my ridiculous stories from childhood with my brother, resting his hand on my leg in the car just to remind me that I’m not alone in this. 💙 As a friend mentioned today, things will slowly start “creeping back to normalcy” and truth be told, I’m not ready. My 3 year old’s FAQ right now is “mama, are you crying again?” And somehow I still have tears to shed. 💙 My dad passed away 24 years ago and just a few weeks ago I was sobbing after church because of stories I don’t know about my dad from his childhood. I know that grief comes in so many forms and will pop up at any time... so thank you to all of you for bearing with me! 💙 The comments and texts and phone calls and cards have been so good for my heart and I’m beyond thankful for the community God has surrounded us with. Thank you to each of you who has played a part in this part of my journey... I couldn’t make it through without you. #benandsabrinasittinginatree #thefieldsinnyc 📷 by @ashlytherese #contax645 #delta3200 Scans by @richardphotolab
This is one of my favorite photos of my brother and me... this was taken in 1997 after a full week at Mountain T.O.P.; the mission trip our youth group took each year. My brother only went a handful of times but this particular year I remember him standing up one night around the campfire saying something about his relationship with Jesus. I wish I could remember exactly what he said but I do remember being so proud of him and having tears rolling down my cheeks. These last 5 days of processing his death have been some of the most difficult I’ve ever endured. And I’ve already walked through a good bit of pain in my short 39 years. ❤️ BUT GOD. ❤️ But God has carried me through so much and so I know He’s not going to stop now. Matt and I had several memorable conversations about this very thing and they are conversations I’m going to treasure for the rest of my life. Matt, I love you. And as much as you may have driven me crazy over the years, you were such a gift and while I’m so thankful that you had many brothers from the many kitchens you worked in, I’m grateful that I am the one that got to call you Brother Dear.