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our (late) mother's day annual family video 2016

for the last seven years, my boys and i have put together a little family video each may as a tribute to their mom, and as a snapshot - a kind of video scrapbook page - to capture them at that particular moment of their lives.  as we look back now to the very first one in 2009, it is amazing to see how they've grown and changed.

this year, i didn't get to make our annual mother's day video in time for mother's day, which was very disappointing to me, although Shannon was extremely gracious about it, saying that it isn't something i need to do.  still, whether that is true or not, it is something i really want to do, and i was frustrated that i wasn't able to get to it in time for mother's day, but the reality of our lives right now is that we are moving in 6 weeks, and the perfect storm of packing, saying goodbyes, having yard sales, planning a good beginning in our new church, along with all the emotions involved in all of that, has just been too much.   so, as i thought about when in the world i was going to shoot and edit a video in the midst of our crazy schedule, it occurred to me that the video ought to represent where we are at this moment in our lives.

so i thought i would make a video this year about the journey we are on...a journey of transitioning from one town to church to community to home to another.  and so i used a song called 'home' and tried to tell a story about this season of our lives.  and i hope the video speaks for itself, but i will add this: it has always been our family philosophy as a methodist family who itinerates (moves around at the direction of our leaders and supervisors) that we will bloom where we are planted and not just survive but thrive.  we have loved our six years in sunbury, and we think we have thrived here as a family, and now we are preparing to uproot and make a new home in state college, putting down our roots there, and blooming and thriving as well.  it is all part of our family story, and this year's mother's day video hopefully captures that.  here it is, a little late.  enjoy.

and in case you want to see any of the others, here are links to the last 7:









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