Brian took this photograph eleven years ago this month in Ashland, Oregon. I knew just enough about photography to ask him to turn off the flash on our cheap point and shoot.
I don’t know who Kristi Barlett is, but I’m sure she wasn’t the first or the last to give this bit of advice. It may be a cliché, but it’s a good one. I know I’ve failed many times to take one day at a time, especially with my oldest child. My view is always the long one, and often I feared that some moment would define the future for us: if I supplement, will that mean the end of nursing? if we bring him in with us, will we be sharing our bed forever? if I quit to stay home, will I ever be able to work again? I wish I hadn’t allowed those worries to eat up a second of those precious days. Still, with all my worries and hormones, I have to grant myself this much: I more than enjoyed the journey. I relished those days.
And now that sweet babe is an eleven year old boy. And I still need the reminder to keep it all in perspective, take it one day at time. Just because he hates to take a shower now doesn’t mean he won’t bathe when he’s a grown man. Just because he seems to be insatiably hungry 24/7 doesn’t mean our grocery bills will bankrupt us (or will they?) When he stands close to me now, I know he’s not asking for a hug ---he’s measuring again his progress in reaching my height. But I hug him anyway, because I’m enjoying this journey.
Photo+Quote is a monthly series that I’m using to dig deeper into my own archives. On the 15th of every month we are challenged to pair a chosen quote with a photograph.You can see how the other photographers in the series interpreted this month’s quote by following the blog hop to Idie Atencio of Salt Lake City, Utah.