Imperfection. Overexposed pictures in the noon sun.
Fumbling my way through forced learning of manual camera settings.
I couldn’t be happier that I stopped anyway and captured them together.
Today: Harsh words spoken in the tone that comes out only in the frame of the same fights that happen over and over and over and over…Frustration and acceptance of one another’s faults and tears spilling from too many emotions from too many directions in one day. I’m ready for the morning.