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It is K when she was nearly 2, Christmas 2006, at my moms house in South Africa... Kromme River, my favourite place on earth. My mom paid a fortune for that little pony rocking horse and couldn't wait till Christmas to give it to her. K LOVED it... called it 'My Horse'. If she pressed one ear it made galloping sounds and the other, it neighed. 'My Horse' is waiting at Kromme for T.
If I hadn't seen this photo before, I'd think the child was T, not K... the resemblance is remarkable.
When I look at an old photo like this, I am flooded with nostalgia... I miss that little girl so much I could cry... silly as she is right next to me, playing, just 3 years older, just as, if not more, beautiful and I know I will look at a photo of how she is now, in 3 years time, and feel just the same. It is sometimes a struggle to always live in the here and now, this precious moment... I seem to have conquered the fault of living for tomorrow and no longer long for what the future might bring... however, I still long for times past. I LOVE and am ETERNALLY grateful for what I have at this very moment. I find meaning and beauty in all we do. I am proud of who we are and what we are becoming but I find myself missing, deeply, what has passed. Time just seems to go too quickly for me and I hate that I can't slow it down, hold it up for a while, while I catch my breath and really take in what I have around me. I heard a great quote the other day, "The days pass slowly but the years too fast"...
Be off with me now to hug and kiss our beautiful children, look into their big innocent eyes and tell them that we love them more than words could ever express. Know that this memory, this everyday moment, will be one we will cherish and miss in the years to come.
9 comments:
Oh, such a beautiful post with beautiful sentiment. I am pretty good about not wishing for the future, but I do long for days past. Would love a day where I could cuddle my son again.....
Time does move forward...best to give hugs, kisses, and loves while we can.
Loved this post. Thank you for sharing it with us.
Your post made me tear up! I have had such similar feelings! I love the quote, there is so much truth in it. Oh my gosh, the picture is the cutest...so glad you were able to capture that moment!
That is such an adorable picture of your little sweetie. I've been spending a lot of time lately looking through old pictures and getting nostalgic as well.
I identify with that sentiment. Each stage is magical yet I miss the previous ones. Sigh...
Glorious, gorgeous post which brought tears to my eyes. You expressed just how I feel myself.
I nominated you for the Tree of Happiness award. Visit my Feb. 23 post, I posted it last night under the wrong date...DUH!!! Congrats on such a great and inspiring blog.
You amazing lady! I am always being blown by all of your talents and how easily you seem to manage all your balls in the air. I found you through another blog I read and initially though someone had stolen and posted your mushroom cap folk...until I saw the darling picture of K.
Blown away, that is:0)
I know this is an older post but so timely for me. I have a 5 month old (my first) and I was just musing the other day...wondering if parents "mourn" the loss of their baby when they grow into a toddler..."mourning" the loss of your toddler when he/she is school-age, so on and so forth.
I know they're still our kids, but they change so fast and so completely, it seems it would be easy to miss the baby/child they were.
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