Flipping through photographs of precious moments we shared and daydreaming about certain haunting memories that seem to touch the depths of our soul…

Lost somewhere between the veil of a crisp November morning and within the dimness of haze, lays the serenity of a natural love for life.

When we depart from this realm of life they say our questions are answered–

An unfair veil of despair is cloaked around a grieving spirit during the storms of life’s challenges.

The surrealism of our worst fears actually happening to us and the ones we love is a complete devastation to our heart;

Pressures of life sometimes seem to make us feel like we are carrying the weight of the world upon our shoulders;