Weekends Past.

Ooohhhhhh Weekends! Don't you just LOVE em? I find it's the only time in the week that I can do what I really want to do and really why isn't there a day between Saturday and Sunday?

This particular weekend was a pretty eventful one and one that I hope to remember for a very long time! 

Saturday I had the most AMAZING opportunity to be the onset Makeup Artist for the fabulous ladies of Dalena Vintage, on their very first photo shoot for their bridal collection Beloved Vintage Bridal! I had so much fun working with everyone and I cant wait to do it again! The dresses were to DIE for! I mean, I if ever happen to find the right man, I will FOR SURE be wearing a Beloved Vintage dress down the isle. No doubt. It was such an awesome opportunity to work with everyone, the models, the designer, the photographer and of course my girl Liz, and I am SO very thankful for it! 

Sunday we got up early and headed out to Shiner, Tx with the family and although it was cold and rainy for most of the day, we had a great time on our little day trip! We got to visit with my Uncle Charlie, my brother played with some snails {they were everywhere}, Jackson played in the wildflowers and we visited with my Grandma Agnes.

I rarely talk about it publically but for the past few years, I've watched my Grandmother struggle in silence as Alzheimer's slowly takes her from us. It is the worst kind of struggle and it's incredibly heartbreaking. Its as if a curtain is closing on ones memory of their entire life. And they have no control over it. My Grandmother almost always remembers my Dad and his brothers, but she almost never knows who my brother and I are. When we visit, she sits in silence as she watches all of us talk among ourselves, sometimes letting out a little giggle or some kind of noise that lets us know that she's still here. I don't know what it is about this disease but when my Grandmother sees my son, it's almost as if she is a child too and all she can do is talk and smile and laugh with him.  It's so sad and yet so beautiful all at the same time. My Grandmother may never remember that she has a Great-Grandson named Jackson and my son may never remember visiting his Great-Grandmother Agnes, but for me, these moments are the sweetest. I cherish them and maybe one day he will cherish the photos I've taken of these ever so precious moments. 




So THIS is 30.

So THIS is 30.

My Baby You'll Be.

My Baby You'll Be.