Brought to you by 1962 and 1963 for that matter.
This shot was taken 48 years ago this summer. It's my mom and my dad and one year before their wedding day, today. Thinking back on their love. Messy, beachy love. Love that sometimes slammed doors and didn't talk in the morning but by midday couldn't stay away from each other sort of love. Love that said I choose you even though sometimes I cannot stand you. Love that went to the beach hating the sand because you were happiest there. Love that lived at your bedside when you were ill. Really ill. Like going home ill. That sort of love.
Missing my mother today but not nearly as much as my father is.
Wishing you a love like that and then some,