three

After six hours on the road with my cat in tow - an extra hour was added thanks to a tire blowout - I am back home in North Texas. The plan was to surprise my mom, but that failed, once again. I think she had a nice Mother's Day, nonetheless.

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 The weather is gray and rainy, but it's relaxing and I don't mind. It's been 3 years since I moved away and home just doesn't feel like home anymore. I feel less and less connected each time I come back. I look at my little brother, who is pictured here, and see the joy and pure innocent unawareness in his eyes and I miss that. I wish he could stay that way, and I hope he does for a long time. There's nothing glamorous about getting older, not the way I imagined, at least. I took him outside in our backyard to play around a bit and take some photos. He grabbed a little American flag and this was the result. I'm sure I'll take much more of him, since I'm not around I try to capture as much of him as I can. I hate missing out on so much of his life, but it's necessary.