A letter to my friends...

And not just any friends. My strongest friends. My friends who have been through hell and back and are still standing. Still navigating their way through this sometimes cruel world. A world that we don't always understand. A world that has me questioning why things happen the way they do. Why things happen to people that don't deserve to have horrible things happen to them. A world that forces me to look at my own two with tears in my eyes one hundred times a day.

Life can be beyond unfair. I'll never really understand it. I've even started to stop questioning. It's pointless and it's heartbreaking sometimes.

But what I do understand is love. I understand strength. I understand what it's like to watch someone become broken. Broken into a million little pieces. I  understand that from a friendship standpoint. To see your friends break and to know that you can't fix it, is an awful feeling. I'm a fixer. I need my people to be happy and okay. Always. But to be broken in what seems like it's beyond repair is excruciating to watch. You feel helpless. Your heart breaks until you slowly start to see hope and healing and love mend all the broken pieces.

That's what you're about to see.
Love, strength, hope and healing. Hope for a future for their son and hope for a cure for SMA in honor of the son they lost. They haven't stopped fighting for a second and I know they never will. I always leave them with this line. "I love you 4."

Coby is shining down on the 3 of them watching Colton and keeping them safe. I know in my heart that this is the only good that has come out of the heartache and the broken pieces. They are picking themselves up and making their way and doing an incredible job of it. And I am so proud. Proud to be their friend. Proud to be such a huge part of their lives and so honored to capture these moments for them.
"I love you 4." Soon to be 5. 
Maternity shoot here we come.