I cannot remember a year where so much happened. Amanda, Sylvie and I are a family of movement. Every second of every minute of every hour of every day of every year is accounted for. That's 60 seconds a minute, 3600 seconds an hour, 86400 seconds a day, 31536000 seconds a year...we never stop, we can't, we consume, we get out there, we live, and we go. Why would we do anything else? "Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans." I wouldn't have it any other way.
We laughed, we cried, we smiled, we argued, we agreed to disagree, we sacrificed, we loved, we hugged, we cheered, we kissed, we traveled, we won, we lost, we said "okay," and much much more.
My Amanda is my everything. She's the glue, my own personal angel, and confidant. I look at her and still can't believe she's my wife...she laughs when I say that, but hey, I'm a romantic...I mean it though. Sylvie, well, I can't even characterize her...she's brilliant, amazing, if you ask me I'll say she's been touched by the hand of god like Dylan, Picasso, Einstein, Mozart, Shakespeare - she has the gift. Think I'll give her a camera this coming year, a tennis racket, a guitar, and a calligraphy set...will be interesting to see what she chooses. I hope all of it.
So I leave with some moments, the click of the shutter, capturing time anywhere from 30 seconds to 1/4000th of a second. There is no way these frames can sum up a whole year, but they try and bring some meaning to this game we call life. Look close, you can even see the "in-betweens" where the real good stuff happens.
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