A moment in time. Grainy. Colors faded.
I found this photo while looking through old family pics for my birthday post a couple weeks back.
There's something I just LOVE about this one and it warms my heart.
I'm around two years-old in this picture, steadied by my father, with my two older brothers at my sides.
Each one of us is holding onto someone different....almost like a human chain. So very sweet and innocent.
It's hard to believe my dad was 47 when this was taken. And we would plant petunias in that same tire basket year after year.
But a happy family photograph can't mask what will come afterwards.
My, my--how everyone in this picture has fallen since then.