The Fourth of July hit a lot different this year... ❤️ a lot less to celebrate, a lot more to consider. In new places yet still surrounded by a lot of love. The holidays still stir up a ton of stuff for me, like clock work, every time. I think I'm good, and then the memories of how things used to be, hit me like a ton of bricks. A good friend told me a long time ago... (and i know I've said this before) that the time in between the hard times, will get greater... But the hard times, will still be just that. And it's So true. We get to hurt. And we get to be okay. We are all just finding our way in this wild world. And this picture captures just that 😘