Two weeks ago I had the rare opportunity to be in the grocery store by myself. There was no tiny voice from the cart’s front seat telling me endless stories of everything and nothing at all. There wasn’t a voice of always hungry grade-schoolers begging for this or that. On this particular day, not even […]

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  • Ky - March 30, 2016 - 2:13 am

    (I was crying by the 3rd paragraph.)

    OH friend.

    …
    …
    …

    I don’t know that I have any words.

    I know that I nodded throughout this. I agreed. I can relate. Oh…

    And I cried. And I can feel your feelings. Since Shirley died, I’ve put my feet in your footsteps and I’ve wondered what it would be like to be you… a few years ahead of me. Your strength… your authenticity and transparency has been a BLESSING to.my.life. Summer, there’s IS beauty from those ashes. Your grief and your process has helped me.

    “There’s no right way to grieve, Kylee.”

    “It IS unfair, Kylee.”

    I could go on and on.

    (I keep writing, then deleting, then writing, then deleting.)

    I love you.
    I’m glad that your Mom had you – becuase you are a gift.

    …
    …

    (more silence)

    The day has not gone un-noticed. It’s just taken me all day to find some words.

    And the moment in the grocery store ? With the Mom and the daughter? Iit would have taken my breath away, too.

    I love you. Thank you for sharing.ReplyCancel

    • Chad - March 30, 2016 - 9:42 am

      Kylee,

      I know you know. I know you’ve been there. I know you are right here with me.

      Thank you for these words. For your constant support. For walking the road with me.

      Thank you for being you.

      I love you, Ky.ReplyCancel

  • Steffany - March 31, 2016 - 2:46 pm

    Big giant hugs. I’m still crying.ReplyCancel

    • Summer - April 1, 2016 - 2:20 pm

      Big giant hugs right back to you, Steffany.

      Thank you.ReplyCancel

I stopped writing for a time.  For a season. In my mind it went something like this: What do I have to say that hasn’t already been said? Day in and day out I scroll by articles on parenting, spirituality, health, fitness, politics, and world events.  Articles that tell me that I should do this or […]

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  • Barbersara Allen - March 23, 2016 - 9:42 am

    Summer your writings always tug at my heart and help me to focus on the important things in life – the little things we tend to get so busy that we overlook them but that are worth our attention and focus – keep on sharing your heart – God uses your words and pictures to touch countless livesReplyCancel

    • Summer - May 26, 2016 - 3:42 pm

      And your words always, always touch my heart, Barb.ReplyCancel

  • Kylee Broughton - March 23, 2016 - 12:09 pm

    Oh, I needed to read this.

    It’s been an “off” few months for me – the first time in so long – that I haven’t been married to my blog. (Life and work and jobs got in the way.) This post was just what I needed.

    I have a list of Lila and Vivi-isms that I need to record, because as much as we want it to – time won’t stand still, will it?

    My friend – gorgeous words.
    Incredible photos. As I’ve told you before, your photos are filled with so much emotion; so much story. You’re so talented.

    Keep writing. You have so much to say.ReplyCancel

    • Summer - May 26, 2016 - 3:41 pm

      Somehow, I missed these words before. I adore you, Friend.

      Thank you.ReplyCancel

  • Steffany - March 31, 2016 - 2:50 pm

    You make me want to dust off my big girl camera and blog.ReplyCancel

I’ve been musing a lot lately.  About life.  The future.  Where I’ve been.  Where I’m going. The wedding photography workshop I attended two weeks ago led me into a place of deep reflection.  Reflections on the past and the future.  Who I am and who I want to be.  Perhaps the musing has been a […]

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