I’m afraid of forgetting the delicate blessed details of this time more wondrous than any I have known before. The gratitude that envelopes my flesh and bones is one I never want to let go of. This is why I record, with camera in hand, the happenings of our time with small but growing children. To document new adventures, milestones and this love overflowing. It’s here I want to linger, even if only in memory, as I give thanks and impart silent blessings for all of it. I’m so grateful for the memories.
I get it. This post touched my heart.