You know those moments when you look over at your child and for no particular reason feel a strong link to God and you are in awe of what a beautiful work of art He has made?
Rarely do I have my camera with me when these moments come up. Usually it is a giggle, a smile, a far away stare, a questioning glance...they pass so fast my memory has to hold on tight to remember them just a few seconds longer.
I caught one yesterday. It was an "in the moment" pic. No smile. No pose. No "make you laugh" phrases. No bow. No special outfit.
I want to look back on this one and remember those beautiful little features and how by the end of the day her hair would be so wild that pieces would creep over into her eyes and the back of her little hand would push them away as she would be in the middle of a "jibber-jabber" story...remember that from birth her lips were absolutely beautiful...her eyes always filled with questions...remember her little yellow school shirts...and how she was my one that would always sit extra close...remember how she loved to whisper...and when she did her little breath tickled...remember everyday moments like this one.
Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow.
- Mary Jean Iron