I wish I was a photographer. There have been so many moments in my life that I wish I could freeze in time forever. Those sweet seconds when life is truly beautiful.
Yesterday I was pushing our baby girl in the stroller. I couldn't see her face, but from behind I watched her throw her hands in the air and let out a delighted squeal. She was full of excitement and joy, like riding a roller coaster...and we were just taking a walk to the mailbox.
As I was watching her I just wanted to capture this moment and not let go. I'm not sure what has made me so emotional these days...I guess I just see life running away from me. My children are growing so fast and I can't hold them back.
But that's all part of the adventure. Everyday is something new. We are learning and growing together. I guess that's why God gave us the gift of memories. We can hold onto these moments without holding them back.
Motherhood is an adventure. And not one for the weak or squeamish. It is an adventure that has completely changed my life and every bit of who I am. And I know it is just the beginning...
Do I look to the coming days with fear and complaining, or do I throw my hands up and squeal with excitement and joy?