When the most difficult year of my life hit its low point, my brother graciously offered to cancel the whole thing (At this point numerous people had made significant efforts on the project, my brother and I had worked on it for more than a year, and about 15 volunteers cast, crew, and support staff -- from five states -- had signed on to the project).
I'm so glad I didn't take him up on that offer.
It was an exhausting week.
15 people living in my house.
Intense shooting schedules. Long days.
Frantic phone calls and rushed commutes to manage childcare logistics and make sure I could spend an hour or two with the boys each day.
Very little sleep.
And somehow I feel very refreshed.
There is something very rewarding about working collaboratively with wonderful people to tell important stories.
The end of the week was a strange mix of sadness and happiness.
I was very happy to put Isaac and Will's room back together and have them back under my roof.
But I'll admit, once I had them asleep in their little tents, the house seemed very empty, and I missed the chaos. It was a very good week.
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