Stays in Vegas?
That isn’t necessarily the plan, but moving anytime soon is not in our cards either. My Husband and I were born and raised in Southern California {we met at the pier in Hermosa Beach in 2004}, but when I moved to Las Vegas, Nevada just over a year into our courtship, Daddy D had to follow his heart to Sin City. He took a big gamble, and I am so glad he did, because despite all the ups, downs and upside-downs this roller coaster of love has taken us on, we stick together, never folding. And so, sweet Alina, you happened here. Vegas is where your story begins. But there is nothing sinful about it. In fact, the longer we live here, the more virtuous this city proves to be. As you are just an infant, so is the community in which you were born. I look forward to building a legacy, right here in Vegas, worthy of the beautiful biracial baby you are.
I featured this sweet photo in a Mama Momento’s photo memory post and I just can’t believe how much Vegas has become apart of our identity. We love it here, and so do you Alina. And so, no matter where we end up, or even wherever your own life takes you, you should always know that whatever happens in Vegas can be whatever you want it to be – including beautiful and innconect and perfect, just like you.
Love, love, love this pic!!
Love, love, love YOU GUYS!!