If you haven't already guessed who those people are in the pictures above;
that is mi familia.
It's amazing how much an individual can go through in just three hundred and sixty five days. I'm not quite sure whether or not it has literally been that long since my life has taken drastic changes, but I am sure of all the opportunities God has given me and my family within that short amount of time. He speaks to each of us in the most interesting ways and it is deciphering his messages that brings us together when feeling lost. It wasn't until I almost lost my sister to alcohol, that I found the courage to help this foreign drunkard resuscitate the April my family and I had been searching for.
I not only found the words to encourage my sister to continue her journey to revival, but taking pictures of her and my family definitely had a way of helping me cope with every obstacle each and every one of us experienced, while we patiently waited for the intelligent, caring, and loving April to resurface.
Last night, I was able to capture my mother's innocent smile, my sister Desiree's quirkiness, my father's seriousness, and most importantly my sister April's perseverance. These pictures may hold no meaning for those of you who have decided to take the time to read all of this, but these are the pictures that established a day, we all felt, was worth celebrating. I am so proud to say that it was April's 90th day of sobriety.
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