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Time is the only thing we can’t get more of. Each person has a set amount of time on this earth. Essentially it is the most valuable thing in the world because it can not be bought or sold. So if someone asks you multiple times to spend time together, shouldn’t that mean they value you highly enough to give you something they can never get back?  

This is by far the hardest part, watching him sit and look outside the window. The most difficult thing you can do to someone is take away their independence. I’d post this on my photography site, but my father checks that because he loves my photography and I’d hate to have him see this. I’m hoping I can find some tasks to give him some more purpose to his days soon. I hate to see him like this. 

This is by far the hardest part, watching him sit and look outside the window. The most difficult thing you can do to someone is take away their independence. I’d post this on my photography site, but my father checks that because he loves my photography and I’d hate to have him see this. I’m hoping I can find some tasks to give him some more purpose to his days soon. I hate to see him like this. 

Why I’m not in the Holiday mood this year.

Firstly, I don’t usually use tumblr as a diary of sorts, so if you’re like “what the hell is this?” just keep on scrolling, but for those of you who may be interested, read on.

Christmas has always been my favorite time of the year. Growing up it was the most exciting, magical time of the year. Each year it became a different kind of magic, but something cherished nonetheless. This year is different. So may big life changes have happened this year. The biggest of these is my father’s accident.

The other day my father, mother, and I were sitting around the table and they were asking me what I want for Christmas, and since I know money is tight I said “I want either an SLR or an iPhone but I know I can’t get that so I don’t know” and it was quiet for a minute and my father chimed up, “I’d like a leg, or at least one working one”. And it just hit hard. I’d do anything in the world to give him that, but nothing I can do can ever bring that functionality back. And then again it was quiet, just me and him sitting at the kitchen table and he looked at each other and I could see the tiredness and sadness and frustration in his eyes. Apparently he tried to reach for something earlier and he just couldn’t reach it. He was a few inches short, but short nonetheless. That very simple act of reaching for something got him so upset I felt terrible. he’s an amazingly strong man, but even so, it’s so frustrating. I do everything I can to help him but getting him to a level of independence he’s ok with is a struggle. I just want to help him as much as possible and I can’t. Who am I to ask for material things when I have a father who just wants to move his leg again. I just can’t.

This is also the first Christmas season I’ve spent in recent years single. As sappy as it sounds, it’s kinda quiet. I miss looking for that Christmas present that will make her face light up with excitement and happiness and then cuddling up and watching a holiday movie. It’s a weird feeling, never before have I had so many friends from home and school that all want to know what I’m up to and how I’m doing and to meet up, yet even with so many awesome people around, I still miss having that one person that understands and cares above them all. Will I survive? Yes. Am I really all that bothered by it? No. But it’s still a change that’s sucks. But those whole relationship thoughts are an entirely different cup of tea that’s not really worth going into. 

I guess my summary as this year is headed towards a close is, who would have thought that I would be here right now? Amazing the changes that can happen in a year.

Reblogged from mboyerphotography  238 notes
mboyerphotography:


Path through the haze
June 2011
Bromley, VT


I don’t usually reblog my own pics, but damn. Look at that number of notes. It’s like I’m actually good at this or something.
Miss that VT trip. Looking back, it has a lot more meaning now then it did at the time. Young, happy, and naïve as usual, when life was how it was before everything changed.

mboyerphotography:

Path through the haze

June 2011

Bromley, VT

I don’t usually reblog my own pics, but damn. Look at that number of notes. It’s like I’m actually good at this or something.

Miss that VT trip. Looking back, it has a lot more meaning now then it did at the time. Young, happy, and naïve as usual, when life was how it was before everything changed.