My Best Friend // North Reading, MA

Today is the anniversary of when I lost my best friend. We were 17. Aiden said last week that it was crazy that my friend “who’s name is Madeline’s middle name” didn’t get to be grown up. So succinct. So accurate. Today I took photos of a beautiful family in our beautiful town on a beautiful day. When we were 17 that day, it was cold and overcast and not beautiful. The leaves weren’t beautiful. Today they were. Thank you to the families who make days like this a little more colorful for me.
Today, I post my family.. because Aiden reminded me, that I am lucky to have had one.

 

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