Memories
As I went in search of pictures from the past to share with my daughter for her birthday, the flood gate of memories burst open. It was difficult to pull myself away from the multitude of photos of she and her sister from birth, to toddler, school days and beyond.
Although there are many they would probably rather not revisit, they all brought a smile to my face, and even a tear or two to my eyes. How can I not cry a tear of joy as I look at them as infants. Remembering the great (and some not so great) days when my heart was filled with dreams of the wonderful things that life would hold for them. Hoping I would always have the strength to get them through the challenges they would encounter along the way.
Pictures that can bring forth laughter - maybe it was a goofy face they made or even a "don't take my picture" look. Either way it's certainly funny seeing it now. Others that bring a warm smile - the ones from Christmas mornings or Easter, when their faces were lit up by wonder and joy. The innocence of believing in Santa and the Easter Bunny all over their faces, and remembering how I wished they would believe forever. Because if you can hold on to that belief, then you will always have that sense of wonder. And we all could use more of that in our lives.
It would be easy to spend hours traveling through the years of memories in these photos. I hope some day there is time to do this with my daughters - to share the joy, laughter and tears. Special moments to bond with them over moments from the past.
Until then, I will make an effort to travel back in time with my photos more often. It's amazing how good it is for the soul to go back to another place and time filled with warm memories.
Although there are many they would probably rather not revisit, they all brought a smile to my face, and even a tear or two to my eyes. How can I not cry a tear of joy as I look at them as infants. Remembering the great (and some not so great) days when my heart was filled with dreams of the wonderful things that life would hold for them. Hoping I would always have the strength to get them through the challenges they would encounter along the way.
Pictures that can bring forth laughter - maybe it was a goofy face they made or even a "don't take my picture" look. Either way it's certainly funny seeing it now. Others that bring a warm smile - the ones from Christmas mornings or Easter, when their faces were lit up by wonder and joy. The innocence of believing in Santa and the Easter Bunny all over their faces, and remembering how I wished they would believe forever. Because if you can hold on to that belief, then you will always have that sense of wonder. And we all could use more of that in our lives.
It would be easy to spend hours traveling through the years of memories in these photos. I hope some day there is time to do this with my daughters - to share the joy, laughter and tears. Special moments to bond with them over moments from the past.
Until then, I will make an effort to travel back in time with my photos more often. It's amazing how good it is for the soul to go back to another place and time filled with warm memories.
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