How the people we’ve lost still move through us.

My Lolo died when I was three. If anyone ever asked me if it were possible to love someone without really knowing them, I would nod my head fervently because this is how I felt about him. The only memories I have with my Lolo are just from the old home videos I've seen of…

Meet The Wengderfuls / Oct 21, 2018

My family and I had the pleasure of attending my cousin’s beautiful wedding this weekend. The weather was perfect, the lighting was that ideal dusky blue as the sun was setting behind the mountains. Open bar, donut bar, BOBA BAR!!! It was truly magical. And I loved being able to see all of my family…