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ryan and i were on vacation last week...and we really didn't think paige would mind us being gone all that much. after all, she's the teenager; the high schooler; the well adjusted, excited and well, teenager!

turns out that when you get some news you weren't expecting, the ones that you need the most in life are mom and dad...and, well, we were away. i got the sinking feeling when i answered the phone and it was paige and she could hardly speak from sobbing. i was 800 miles away and couldn't hug her...

we chatted. i cried with her. i cried for her. i supported her. i prayed for her. but i couldn't hug her.

but when you get to hug them, it's soooo worth it!

we drove straight from the airport to paige's softball tourney...to see the last out of the game. but when p came out of the dugout running {and i do mean running} and crying to me...every second of my motherhood was reaffirmed. she sobbed on my chest and i just held her. i was who she wanted. then she wanted ryan.

so, there's nothing like a good hug...but when it's really needed and you get one, well, it's so much better. and that's why i chose this pic for candid...because paige's face is totally buried in ryan's chest and ryan is just smiling with delight and joy in the love of his child.

Comments

Natalie said…
Absolutely beautiful moment! Hope you had a great time away!
He & Me + 3 said…
Gorgeous! I love this picture. STunning & so full of emotion.
Sidnie said…
Beautiful, emotional photo!!
Kel said…
Awe...I'm so sorry for whatever it was that hurt paige...I'm glad you're back to help her thru it.
~K
Alice said…
i love your photo - i love everything about it - and i appreciate your story behind it. God has blessed each of us with wonderful children. we should always be thankful :O).

my photo is posted now also. feel free to come on over for a visit anytime :).
Frizzy said…
I love this photo and all the emotion you caught. Nothing like the love between a father and daughter. I pray Paige's all smiles again soon.
Oh my gosh, that is the BEST, even when the news is hard for the kids, it's just the best feeling for them to need you. I hate for my kids to hurt, but love being the one they want when they do. Congrats! :)
Oh man, this made me tear up! I'm sorry she was hurting but glad you made it there for her. xoxo
Unknown said…
And you made me cry too. What a beautiful relationship.
Lindsay said…
Gosh I love your kids and I've never even met them. P just seems so geniune. Can my 4yo come hang out with her for, oh, the next TEN years?! :-)
Megan said…
How sad and how sweet!!! Glad you finally got your hugs!

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