A Somber Day

My wonderful grandfather passed away early this morning.  I haven't quite found the right words to say, so in their stead I'll share a few pictures of him.

Sometimes We Don't Say Things

My parents are awesome.  They are two unique, incredible people who have been the largest and greatest influence in my life.  However there is one problem - I never tell them how much I love them.  I love my parents.  I love them a lot!  Every day I am wowed by how lucky I am to have these people in my life, but ever since I was a kiddo, I've felt weird and maybe a bit silly saying "I love you" to them.

But I do!

I've always loved my parents, even when I'm rude and disrespectful to them - which I try my hardest not to be.  They've always looked out for me and made the best choices for me, whether or not I saw it at the time.  I am so thankful every day of my life that I spend with them, and I can't even fathom that they wont be with me one day.
So sometimes we don't say the few simple things that mean the most.  I love you mom, and I love you, too, dad.  I know you guys love me because of how much you've done for me in my life.  It makes me so sad when I see people who don't have great relationships with their parents - I wish I could share mine with them!
Without further ado, I'd like to introduce you to my fabulous parents.

My handsome dad and gorgeous mom!

I can't wait to see what awesome grandparents you guys will be!

One True Love

Lets not skirt around it, that's a silly title.  But it's true.  There has been one major love in my family history that seems to strike at least one every generation.  That love is photography.  I love it.  My dad loves it.  Our ancestors have loved it.  We have so many pictures of family through the years that I feel like I personaly know each and every one of them.  We even have pictures of somsone's livingroom from the turn of the century - long before bored people turned the camera towards random crap in their home.  Can you imagine how much that cost - a picture of a rocking chair, a rug and a screen?  It's silly, but I still love it because it makes me feel closer to them.  When I was a kiddo I took SO MANY pictures of my room.  This picture of a poster of Dr. Evil will surely mean something to me some day down the line.  Nope.
But I've gotten away from my point.  Basically I've always been surrounded by pictures of the people I came from - on my dad's side at least.  Cameras weren't as popular in the Bahamas, I guess, or they were too expensive.  We don't have many pictures of my mom's side past her parents.
Since I don't have much news on the baby front except for the simple fact of NO BABY, here are some pictures of my ancestors as spotted on my Flickr photostream.  I'll do my best to name each one:

Phylis

Meet the Family

This is my family. I found it, all on my own. Is little, and broken, but still good. Yeah, still good.

 -Stitch from Lilo and Stitch

And by family I mean myself and Ryan - and the pets of course, but this is about us!  Because I don't have any pictures of our someday baby, here are our baby pictures.

Ryan:

I can only hope our kid ends up with such luscious lips.

Day One

Hello world!

Why is it so hard to write an introduction to your life? I suppose that question answers itself. Do I write an in-depth biography of my whole life up through today? Would anyone really want to read that? Probably not.

What facts about me would even interest a stranger? In the internet intrusive world we live in, would one more life laid bare really be that interesting to the world? Who knows, really. Slice of life blogs are a dime a dozen, but somehow each one has at least a few followers, because we all love the sort of legal peeping tom feeling of delving into someone else's life, even if - at the end of the day - it's only the parts of it they choose to share.

So here I am, throwing care to the wind and baring my soul to the internets. This is me, my life, my struggles and, hopefully, my greatest achievements. All of this for you to read, if you choose, because I simply want to share.