Fingerprints
they're everywhere
There was a wedding in Vegas last Friday.
It was epic.
It was epic because of the people.
All the people that dreamed it, planned it, attended it, prayed for it, officiated it - and the million other ways it was brought to life.
It was overflowing with love.
It was fun.
And there were no rules.
“It was the best day of my life, so far.”
Sam
When Barry and I exchanged goodbye hugs with the best man, Harold said,
“Y’all raised a good one.”
Barry replied, “He’s got your fingerprints all over him.”
Ain’t that the best?
We are all shaped and molded by the people we know or have known, the ones who raised us and even those who taught us what not to be.
Our fingerprints have shaped - are shaping - others.
We are all leaving a mark.
Buckets of love and goats to everyone.



How frickin’ awesome! That looks like one heck of a wedding. Joy bounces out of the pic. 😍🥳🎉🥰
Nothing but love and fun in that photo - hope those people leave their fingerprints all over the damn place! ❤️