She’s so almost….
She spins and I catch a glimpse of tomorrow, of ten years from now. Of last Thursday, 2 years ago. Depending on how the sun whispers in her eyes, I can see each and every one of her, smiling.
She turns 6 soon, my little honey child, and a child she will be. No longer a baby, a toddler, a preschooler. Just a kid. Just a glorious, wonderful, little kid with a head like a stubborn ox on her shoulders, full of curiosity, wonder and love.
She is so much herself-right now, at peace with herself, yet so human, so normal too, none of the worries I remember having, her biggest tearjerker is her friend being mean and telling her she “just isn’t cool” in a moment of pique.
She’s an explorer, an artist and a linguist. She mouths off to her mother in all the appropriate ways, reminds me that I’m not so smart, and only getting older.
She brings me magic.
Someday the mess will be gone. My floors will stay clean, the food will never run out, and the walls won’t be sticky.
I’ll miss it though.
Beautiful, both of you, mother & daughter.
I love the shot of the half-eaten apple.
I love that shot as well. I’m pleased how it turned out.
This was lovely.
At 2, my daughter is so stubborn, and smart, and fearless. She is so confident in her own little person. The other day, I watched her and just whispered to the universe, please, please, let her carry this sense of self into the world, even at 9 and 13 and 22. Let it only grow.
I remember staring at Vivian in her crib at 3 months or so, and she was SOOOOOO happy. All I asked the universe is that she remain that happy with life, forever. No matter what she does, let her stay happy and joyful.
love the pictures!
you can almost touch her through them.
they are gorgeous sights that reflect the beauty in her.
this is one of those posts that you should print for her to read later on in life… maybe when she’s a teen that thinks the world is out to get her. the love that oozes out of each word is so moving that it’s impossible not to be touched.
Thanks March! I do want to print out “their” posts for later, maybe when I finally shutter this old beast…I hope the world never touches her like that, but I know it will. It does for us all.
oh, sniff. beautiful.
and i understand.
Thank you.
Hello,
This is Hannah from the We Feel Fine project.
We have been trying to get back in touch with you about the book, but have had no luck.
We sent you a few emails and never got a response.
I was concerned they weren’t getting through so thought i would try you here.
If you and your family would still like to participate please let me know asap.
You can reach me at hannah@wefeelfine.org
Thank you and hope to hear from you soon.
Best,
Hannah
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It’s been so fun-and with her having a close friend that’s a boy and always at our house, we’ve been able to “raise” him vicariously to a degree. So different, yet so not…