Moments not to be forgotten.

Yesterday evening was just like a lot of Sunday evenings. We had dinner with B's parents and we played with the babes. It was nothing new, nothing different. But, as we sat outside on the green grass and the sun set behind us, it was a moment not to be forgotten. My children were happy. We laughed and enjoyed each other's company. We ate a little dessert and my in-laws waved to all their neighbors as they passed by in cars, on bikes, and walking their dogs and children.  It was peaceful and the worries, questions, and business of life had been placed on hold. Being together as a family was all that mattered. I took pictures to desperately capture the memory, the moments not to be forgotten.