
My dad is my hero. He’s inspiring on so many levels… And I basically have to twist the understanding of inspiring here. I want to be just like him… he is my inspiration.

Gabby came into my life out of selfishness on my behalf. Yep, I decided to volunteer. Volunteering is a cover up. Everyone thinks people are so grand that volunteer but I know I volunteered because maybe I wasn’t being the person I thought I should be… and I knew I would feel better after doing so. Helping is undoubtedly amazing… its healing to feel like you’ve made a difference and that’s what I mean by selfish… You help someone else but I could guess 99% of the time the person volunteering benefits more in a non-tangible way more than the person on the other end of the help. I’m by no means looking down on volunteering but I have to admit my reasoning… Volunteering with the organization called HERO for Children did what I had expected… AND THEN SOME. Gabby is my mentee… technically, but I’ll be the first to say she’s mentored me more probably than I would’ve ever mentored her.

…were the chief requirements of life, when all that we need to make us really happy is something to be enthusiastic about. - Charles Kingsley. Bobby is the man. This little boy can and should be the poster boy of all baby products… he is perfect frame, perfect size and the most perfect, warm-your-heart personality....

…where we have put our labor. – Ralph Waldo Emerson. I sent this to Celeste (the mom pictured) and she wrote back the most beautiful description of why she loved this photo… I agreed with all of them. She mentions contrast, colors and all those photographic elements that one could say. But she also mentioned...