. . . when my daughter was just a few days old, I was up with her at some obscene hour of the night or morning (whatever you call that time in the wee hours), wishing I was still asleep. As joyful as it was to hold her every possible second, every new parent knows that feeling of being utterly exhausted, and barely coherent when you’re up in the middle of the night like that, not unlike a zombie. Well, as I sat rocking her in her nursery, I happened to glance up with the eye that was actually open a sliver, and saw the a beautiful HUGE full moon. I realized, at that moment, that there was a reason that I was meant to be awake with her, because if I had been asleep, I would have slept through the most spectacular full moon, I had ever seen, and I thanked her, and God for that moment.
Fast forward nearly 3 years, and there was a morning recently where somebody felt it a good idea to get up before dawn, so we fumbled our way downstairs and I hoped for the possibility of a little more sleep on the couch while she entertained herself with some books and toys. Um, yeah, no luck with that. I ended up in the kitchen, desperate to get the coffee pot going, and looked out the back windows as it was just starting to become light outside. The image below is what I saw, and again I thanked my baby girl, and God for a beautiful moment (and then grabbed my camera).
Just a reminder that in all of the busy-ness of our days, there are so many moments not to miss. This post is more for me than you, as I look at my to-do list and my calendar which is nearly full for May, June and gulp, July, and remind myself not to let too many moments get by me.
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