Last week my uncle passed away. It's been a whirlwind of family in town, memorial services, moving furniture, cleaning, crying, and more.
And in those times is when family is reiterated as being the most sacred of all blessings God gives us here on Earth.
Where would we be without our tribe to hold us all up collectively?
My extended family is amazing. We all seem to get it, we all laugh about the same things and more.
And when I come home from funerals and look around at the life Wit and I have been blessed with around these two blessings of ours, I'm astounded by how it all is going by so quickly.
Like a blink it will all be over.
I was on Facebook a couple of days ago and while their intent is not to inspire me, I have a few friends who post photos of their children all.the.time. And while for others it may be annoying, for me it is inspiring.
I think at times when you have babies and toddlers around it is easy to see things as exciting and photo worthy. But then the play-doh's been played with so much it's not fun to take the pictures. And the sledding's been done so many times you are convinced you'll remember them on your own, you don't need to soak it in.
But you all remind me to relish the small things, to soak in the moments in the every day. I want to remember it all so I can look back and see that these every day moments that just could have gone by unnoticed amidst the laundry and the cleaning and dishes, these every day moments are everything in life. Aren't these moments why I wanted to be a mother? Aren't these moments the ones who define who I am as a caregiver and nurturer?
And so, after seeing my friends posting pictures of their kids eating a donut in the backseat, or giggling after a bubble bath, inspired, I set off to capture my own every day moments. To preserve them in photographs to commit to memory time and time again.
May I not forget the mornings where the snowstorm raged outside while the tangles in dolls hair laid flat and we giggled and swapped outfits on dolls.
May I not forget the excitement of pieces being put together and constructed into something that has been dreamt of for a year. Of a toy saved for and cherished, of the learning moments through frustration and toil. May I remember it all.
And so you Momma's on social media, please keep posting your photos.
You inspire me.
To take my every day and to once again pick up my camera, put down my laundry basket, and to stop and see my everything around me.
I thank you for helping me get back to the root of what is important.