408 Love

Love is.



Eating my mom's homemade jamocha frosting on an October night.


Getting to show Sam the park I grew up playing at. The fountains and duck cove, the playground that looks completely different now - but still holds a lot of memories.


Watching the thrill of a maiden voyage into a pumpkin patch.


Practicing the fine art of inseparability.


Taking the time to contemplate all of this life.

Love is.

Coming back to Sacramento and accepting that is where God has you, and being thankful that even though you can never go back to where you really want to be - you can always cheat for a weekend and visit <3