As much as I have missed the Universe, absence always makes the Hart grow fonder. 

Just recently, we joined forces with our friend, Jeremy Adshade, to bring to you another beautiful photo shoot. (They are posted at WWE.com.)

I had done a dungeon photo shoot with Jeremy in the past, and I loved how his pictures told a story with just one image. They are also a bit abstract, but fun at the same time.  So, I asked if he would mind doing another shoot of The Hart Dynasty.

My favorite picture is of us in an elevator! It's an elevator that is almost a century old. It actually kind of had a dungeon feel to it...which made us all feel at home. Tyson still needs my assistance when it comes to putting the final touches on his hair. I am also amazed at how strong David is...he managed to lift me with just one hand...how talented!

You can check out more of Jeremy's pics at:

www.jeremyadshade.com

On another note... myself, Tyson and David Hart,  have been having the time of our lives.

We had the chance to go back  to Canada last month and perform for our very own hometown.  That was a moment I will never forget. Our family sat front row and screamed their lungs out when our music hit. It seemed like everyone was there to support us.  That's what I enjoy the most about our Canadian fans... whether they like us or hate us, they respect us.

Before The Hart Dynasty made it to the WWE, we had a long haul ahead of us.

We would drive for hours to remote towns across Canada to perform for the smallest of crowds.  It was then that we realized we were following a path that only a few people would have the courage enough to walk down...and we followed it with all of our hearts.

I can't even count how many times we were driving to an event, where our ring truck would break down on an icy road, or there would only be fifty people in the crowd. We were just breaking in, and it didn't matter to us. There was nothing that would stop us from performing and believing in our dream.

When we were able to look out into the audience last month, from a WWE ring, we felt like we had finally come full circle.  It was really an overflow of emotions for us that took us back to our roots in Alberta, to where it really all began.

In Calgary and in Edmonton, there was a sea of people wearing pink and black Hart Dynasty shirts...and waving their Canadian flags. They knew what it took for us to get there because they were with us all along. I felt like my grandfather was looking down and smiling, too...reminding us to keep it real. 

Looking back, that's what we appreciate the most...the climb. I wouldn't trade it for anything.