I stare at her, at them, willing my brain to burn this moment, so many moments into my memory.
This exact moment.
The roundness of her cheeks.The way the water makes her eyelashes stick together in clumps. How they look like the points of stars or of a Japanese doll. Big bright eyes surrounded by rays of lashes stretching out.
I please with myself don't let this moment fade into the foggy files of an aging brain. Don't. Miss. This.
Sometimes I have my camera and can sneak a shot of the moment. Of my little ones doing big things.
Many times I wish for a camera to capture the moments. To preserve them all, every last one. I want to live in the moment, but also document it. Remember it. Cherish it.
I look at my older two children and wonder how many moments, how many simple, everyday moments have I missed. Forgotten.
I don't want to me so consumed with remembering, documenting, that I forget to live it. For what good is a memory of a moment if the moment was just observed and not lived?
So I grasp and I pull. Steal moments here and there from the fog of memory and I cherish the ones that will fade and be forgotten. I may not remember every simple little moment. But every moment will be lived.
Simply living the moment, that’s my Simple Moment, Bigger Picture this week. What’s yours?
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