i was looking for a close up photo of my hand holding my son's...found these relatively newborn ones of him with his sister...i think she is pretending to be "nigh-nigh"...anyway, this post is a little more morbid than i intended but i was just napping with story and he woke up and then went back to sleep and i found myself holding his hand extra tightly...feeling his aliveness...and i associated back to holding my dad's hand right after he passed away...aware that it was still warm and he most definitely should be alive but was not...
despite the association back to sadness, that is not my intent...i wanted to focus on life...my awareness of how precious my children are and my love for them and feeling their aliveness...off to hold them, be with them, follow their lead, live...
I think it's hard to see a brand new life and not think of death. It's the cycle. Spring Summer Fall and Winter. What lovely photos of your kids. It's sweet that you have them and it's so wonderful to be able to look back.
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