If you are a mother, you are likely to scroll through your pictures at night – just after you put your kids to bed. And, if you’re anything like me, you don’t just stop at today’s images.
Recently, I was engaged in this very activity when the thought struck me: I don’t remember my son being that young. The curve of his face, the position of his arms – they were almost foreign to me.
It was a reminder of an increasingly painful truth.
No matter how hard I try, I can’t capture the essence of childhood. There is no box, no photograph large enough to contain my two little people…or my love for them.
But I’m grateful that motherhood – their forever connection to me – transcends the chains of time…and diapers.
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Beautiful and so true!
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Thank you! 🙂
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