I’ve never seen my husband cry.  He’s not that sort of guy.  But today, on the phone, he said his eyes were full of tears of joy.

Today brought us some truly great news.  I don’t think I realized the weight I was carrying and how it was eating away at me until the fear went away this morning.  Heavy, right?

Some pictures that make me happy for today’s #photofriday

Two of my favorite places on Earth ~ Jackson Hole, WY and Bamburgh, Northumberland.  (Yes, Bamburgh does actually look like that).

I cannot express into words how much I love my little brother.  It’s a lot.  I’m lucky to have such an awesome sibling. I just wish there were more pics of us at this age.  Too cute.

My dad, my brother dressed up as Richie Tenenbaum and me at a PSU tailgate.  A tradition we have had since before I was born.  Penn State is part of who I am.

My mama and my aunt.  The twins.  Both incredible people, and the best examples of being a strong, smart, independent woman.

The family John and I have built together over the past five plus years.  Couldn’t have survived this summer without my man and my pup.  They are my whole heart and soul. (PS.  This isn’t the most flattering photo of the two of us, but it is our whole family, including Lucy’s beloved Dragon Draco).

Happy Friday the 13th.  Xo.