Part of the healing for all of us is going to be letting go of guilt, for sure, so I am going to try to do that by acknowledging how proud I am of these boys instead of beating myself up that these aren’t the perfect back-to-school pictures I had imagined. Bless these sweet boys for they literally had to turn around after their summer came to a very abrupt end (the 25th) and the next day (the 26th), go right back to school. I normally spend days planning out their back-to-school outfits, but this year, I let the boys pick out their own clothes. I’m actually happy that I did. I loved to see their personalities coming out in what they chose to wear on their first day in their new classrooms: T’s scientific mind and his love of Minecraft and Little Logs, always the socialite, a bright ball of energy. The photo session that morning was nothing too special, we just captured the time. But they let me take their pictures…they even let me take some pictures of them together…they were even (kindof) hugging in these pictures. My beautiful, sweet boys who have been through so much this year…just like their daddy, they move forward, carrying on with life. They all inspire me greatly.