August 16

I love purses and bags. It is one of those things that I can't explain, do not need, but always want more. Over the years I have built a good collection and all have some sort of great memory.

Rob and I got this one in Vegas when I was pregnant with Luke. We had gone for our anniversary. On the drive to meet up with my parents I got the call that Luke did in deed have TS. It was an amazing trip and the beginning of a new chapter and roller coaster of our lives.

Rob surprised me with this one for Christmas. It was a purse that I had been checking out for months, but never dreamed of getting. I actually cried when I opened it. It reminds me of how thoughtful my husband is and I loved Ry's reaction when I finally opened it.

This is another gift from Rob. I had seen it in a store and fell in love with it. For my 31st birthday, Rob surprised me by showing up at my work with a big Coach box. It was so much fun.

This one was another birthday present, except this one came from my parents. They took us all to Vegas for my 30th birthday and my mom took me purse shopping. I LOVE this one. Really durable, cute and filled with great memories. It was right before Luke's seizures got bad.

These two are probably my most stylish. I always feel so together when I carry one of these, and I picked these out for myself.

This one was another anniversary present from Newport Beach. Rob and I got a night away and had a blast walking around Fashion Island. It ended with rushing to Loma Linda because Luke was spiking temps. and seizures wouldn't stop. It is kind of how a lot of our dates end.

One of the reasons my purses mean so much to me is that each carries an incredible memory. My purses have helped document some of the best and toughest times of the last few years. Each time I use one I am reminded of how I got it and no matter the circumstances I always smile.