I laugh when I see these photos I took of my sister. I love the way that they are blurry, out of focus, and raw.

They were taken very early on a Saturday morning, and the 5 seconds it took me to take them were exactly like that - a blur. But they were completely filled with the kind of moment that only we share together.

I love that they capture her trying NOT to want to be in them.

I love that they capture her acknowledgment.

I love that they capture her laughing. And, I love knowing that I too was laughing at this moment.