You have all heard the saying “pictures are worth a thousand words.” I prefer to tell my stories through pictures. I have taken thousands, so narrowing it down to these took quite a bit of time. My family is very close. We have lived on a farm my whole life, so while other kids played at the park after school or during the summers my brother, sisters, and I did things like irrigate with my dad, play in the river, weed the garden, run through sprinklers, jump on the trampoline, or do awesome imaginative things like pretend we were Power Rangers, Ninja Turtles, cowboys and indians, or try not to touch the “lava” a.k.a. carpet. I was very close with my brother all through junior high and high school, but the age difference between my sisters and I made them seem kind of annoying. My littlest sister liked to do things like tell mom how fast you drive to school, play in my room, mess with my make up, and hang around me and my friends. My senior year they stopped being so annoying and I began to love their company and still do. My sister Kaylee is a sophomore in high school and my sister Kyara is a 5th grader. I call Kaylee my sunshine because she is always laid back and chill. She is really sporty, doesn’t get caught up in drama, and is always happy. Kyara is a tender-hearted, animal-loving, sweetheart. She loves to do anything her big sisters do, is more sarcastic than all my family combined, and can whip up almost anything in the kitchen.
My parents were high school sweethearts, got married, started life on the farm, and soon after started having kids. They will be married 25 years this August. They have instilled in me a great work ethic and strong faith, shown endless support and patience, and been an example of love, friendship, and the true meaning of family. I usually talk to both my parents at least three times a week, sometimes everyday. I love going home and spending time with them and when my husband tries to tease me saying I’m just like my mom….I take it as a compliment. (When my dad calls my mom her mother’s name, she doesn’t think of it as a compliment…so maybe parents just get crazier with old age.)
Here are a few photos to give you a glimpse of my family: