"She realized she was lucky - because she could actually see it - how the trees got more beautiful each year...how they danced with such graceful pride, surviving each season's change...and she knew their beauty lied not in the perfection, but the growth...and she could see it - in the trees, the people around her, and some days, even in herself...and so she would dance" ~Jodi Hills
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Swinging
Swinging is one of those wonderful memories of childhood for me. I still swing in an effort to bring a portion of that feeling back. Sadly, swinging makes me sick, so I can only tolerate so much, but even then, I love it. I swing as high as I can go, I just can't jump off any more. I love this picture. Can you see the smile on Nicole's face? Cayden and Damion and Alyssa and Nicole - they're kids, and they're growing up fast. Time is a blur and someday they may stop swinging (I hope not!) so this blog post is for me. I want to remember the moments when they still loved to swing and play and laugh and just be kids.
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