This weekend has been full of nostalgia for me. This weekend last year, we made the same trip up the canyon as a family of three. It was three days before Isaac was born. At the time it was hard to imagine our life beyond just the three of us. This time, I couldn't imagine our family with out our little Isaac.
In addition, my sister, Liz, had a little baby girl on Wednesday. Little Lily is almost exactly (off by one day) a year younger than Isaac. It just brought all sorts of memories of bringing a little one into the world. I really can't believe it has been a year since I was in her place, participating in such a miraculous process.
Even though we missed the peak of the Aspen color display, there were still some pretty amazing vistas. Nothing stirs my soul like Mother Nature in the mountains.





















