Bittersweet

While I was away at for three days at a YMCA camp with my students, my father-in-law took some photographs of my little girl and sent them to me.

I know a lot of excellent professional photographers, and my father-in-law is one of them. 

It’s remarkable how much instantaneous joy and simultaneous heartache these images brought me.

So happy to see my girl, so anxious to see her again.