What is life, what is joy? How do we measure that?
I think I would be happy not working. I think I would be happy driving a Lambo, or a classic t-bird... I think I would be happy tipping crisp hundies to bellmen at 5 diamond hotels around the world. I think I would be happy shooting with a D3x and D3s on either shoulder.
These things are things that I think would make me happy. What does truly make me happy? Walking the streets of Paris with my beautiful wife, Falling asleep with her in my arms, Waking up to kids jumping in our bed, watching the boys jump on the trampoline. Seeing the pure joy in the eyes of our children when they play with each other. This picture of Eden leaning into her big brother in pure innocence, this makes me happy.
What is your joy, what is your love?
Desiree took this picture of the kids at Mama and Papa's house on Easter. Eden loves her big brothers, and Kelsyn loves being a big brother. For 5 years he has been the little brother and he is so proud to now be a big brother and have such a great little sister to look after!!!
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Love this joy. That's what life is.... that's the good stuff.
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