What keeps me breathing

 I really love taking pictures of people, but I don't often get the opportunity and my brothers are hardly cooperative.  So this was fun.

When I look up at the sky, I feel an overwhelming sense of smallness. This feeling that the world is so much bigger than my little corner of it. There's a calmness I feel when staring at the sky. It's like all my problems and hurt shrink to nothing in the vastness of our universe. Because no matter what's going on in my life at the moment, the sky is still there. The sun still rises and sets, the clouds continue their lumbering journey across the never ending blue. There's a peace in that. Because no matter where I am in the years to come, no matter how much has changed, I can simply look up and know that life goes on.

Window fences? Yep. View from the motel we stayed at in Las Cruces, NM

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At the Texas welcome center. We drove in at that perfect time, as the sun starts to set and everything is lit up with a warm glow. The magic hour. I can feel the warmth of the sun just looking at this picture.

Franklin Mountains State Park, El Paso, TX