Thursday, February 15, 2007
I took an inordinate amount of pictures last weekend. For some reason time felt fragile and fleeting. Will they remember her? She's young yet- only seventy, but they are so little. When Judah kissed her my heart melted. He adores her. Like I adore her. But he's so little. So, I took pictures, I was like a crazy paparazzi woman. Maybe my pictures will someday have to tell a story that time wouldn't allow words to express. Yet, time may. I took them anyways. I would hate to miss a moment in their discovery of this amazing woman. Oh, to be like her.
I took an inordinate amount of pictures last weekend. For some reason time felt fragile and fleeting. Will they remember her? She's young yet- only seventy, but they are so little. When Judah kissed her my heart melted. He adores her. Like I adore her. But he's so little. So, I took pictures, I was like a crazy paparazzi woman. Maybe my pictures will someday have to tell a story that time wouldn't allow words to express. Yet, time may. I took them anyways. I would hate to miss a moment in their discovery of this amazing woman. Oh, to be like her.
2 Comments:
You're going to be so thankful you have these pictures to look back on!
I wish we had more pictures of my grandma. I remember her fairly well (she passed away when I was 15) but my sister doesn't remember anything (she was only 8). Take lots of pictures, they will be appreciated in the long run.
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