It hurts. I cry.
My mom sent me an amazing “care box” filled with odds and ends for a home. Like soap, lysol wipes, toilet paper, bones for Ginger, shampoo, conditioner, bandaids, and so much more. But, what meant the most to me was the SD memory card from her camera of my graduation, graduation party, me driving away, and various things my family has done so far this summer.
I was looking through all 500 photos and even though I enjoyed and smiled through every one, my heart was breaking because I could have been in those photos with my sister and brother. I could have seen them picking strawberries and have gone up to our place in the mountains of Vermont… but I can’t because I live on the whole other side of the US.
My sister looks so much more grown up and my brother is talking more. I am missing all these wonderful things happening to them. I wish I could see them everyday. It hurts that I barely talk to them because when I do, I get so upset and miss them even more.
These are some of my favorites because they show their personalities and show how they have grown:




I love them. This is my family.


























