Day 20: Things in life that sustain me emotionally

Well they're not things, they're people.  I would hate to be sustained emotionally by material things, because eventually they'll fade away.  It's the people and the memories that keep me going, and you can find them below: 

My Mom, always a trooper. 

I highly doubt she wanted to get her face painted but I probably asked her to. 

Circa 1989

My Dad, riding Dumbo for the 99th time. 

Once again, I highly doubt sitting in a plastic elephant was his idea of a "good time" but he rode that ride with me as much as I asked him to. 

This hunk. 

Well, without the wig and the glasses, he's actually a rather handsome fellow. 

And patient, and kind, and loving, and...the list goes on and on. 

Add a dash of this...

Throw in a whole lot of that! 

As a recent addition to my emotional sanity, I've been watching this little man grow.  It's pretty spectacular. 

Then I add in some time with these beautiful ladies,

And some shopping trips with this teenager, ugh.  I hate that word. 

(Teenager, not the word shopping.)

And then come home to this face every single night. 

My cup runneth over.