Dear Sara Miller, how I miss you. I miss you so much it hurts. But I try to find solace in the fact that you seem to thrive in your new home in Brooklyn. And I also find comfort in reading your blog. And checking your pictures. I've known you my whole life, and still didn't know you were such a great photographer. This one is my favorite, of your son wanting to go on the merry-go round, yet too shy/afraid to do so.
