I was tagged (a long while back, I admit) by two wonderful women,
Lotta and
Charlotta, whom I admire deeply and who are a constant source of inspiration to me.
I was supposed to open my first folder, scroll down to the tenth picture and write about it. The truth: the tenth photo was rather uneventful compared to this one. So forgive me for cheating a little, but I chose this one instead.
The first digital folder we have dates back to 2004, the year Noah was born. I would love to document that here, even if it means bending the rules just a little bit.
In this picture, Noah was only a few days old - maybe just two or three days old. I want to remember this moment: my calm, but distinct awareness of not quite feeling like his mother yet; Noah's fierce determination to be himself and be heard, which made for a challenging first year, but are traits that will serve him well in life.
For those first few moments with him, and all the moments between then and now, and the moments I don't yet know that I will get to share with my beautiful, resolute boy - for all of that, I am thankful.
For Bill, a man who knows and loves me better than I sometimes know and love myself - for him, too, I am thankful.
For the unconditional love we all three share for one another - for that, I am thankful.
For the kind, encouraging words traveling near and far distances alike, and for the genuine friendships I've made with virtual strangers in this incredible community of bloggers - for that, I am also thankful.
I think my blues have been in part related to things I want to settle in my life -
right now. And it meant that for a moment there, I forgot about the very things that have been important in my life -
always. So this tenth photo assignment was a good exercise; it was a good way to remind myself that I have much to be grateful for...and that things will fall into place, each in its own time, because I am working toward certain goals - steadily and with an open heart.
Of course it is my wish that we will all reach the goals and dreams we set for ourselves - make no mistake about that.
But for now, I need to practice patience. Resolute patience.
(image:
bill)
I love the vintage posters paired with the subtle colors on the walls and the punchy prints of the sweet fabrics and that aqua frame;
the easy camaraderie of perfectly mismatched furniture all coexisting in graceful harmony;
...and those stunning yellow doors? Yes, yes, and many times over, yes. And please. And thank you.
