March Inn

Why"March Inn?" March Inn was the name of that magic place where I spent my summers growing up. I have alluded to this place before, and I probably will again. March Inn is no longer standing. The waters of Katrina rendered it unlivable so my children will never know that "March Inn." That makes me sad. In fact it brings me to tears whenever I think about it. I want my children to have their own "March Inn," and I want to capture our lives as they are growing and changing. I invite you to "march inn" to our lives. My hope is that you will catch glimpses of the real world. You will see our creations. You will see our chaos. You will see our affection. You will also see our frustrations, fears, and disappointments. Enjoy your march!

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

No Idea

You have no idea what these pictures mean to me ~
 
 
 ..or how they will always elicit tears in my eyes and rolling down my cheeks.
I love my babies, and I love that they have spent some time here at my special place...
playing on this beach ~



listening to these waves ~



 hanging out by this tree ~
They will never have the memories that I hold close to my heart nor will they know the solace those waves provide but hopefully they will grasp how much I love it here.
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