The Meaning of Siblings: Week 15
In a funk and overwhelmed, waking up at 2am to catch up on my 365 project has brought me more joy than a lot of other online stuff has lately. The Meaning of Siblings reminds me of why I started blogging – to write love letters to my children.
These small tokens of love and advice speak as much to me as they do to my kids. I hope they one day learn from my mistakes and misgivings. Life is just one huge lesson learned anyway, isn’t it?
It feels like forever ago that I snapped Day 106, peaking around the corner to catch my two darlings snuggled close, reading their adventures. I love, love that Daddy D and I are raising readers. Day 107’s quote reminds me to raise kids that know how to play, too – or perhaps it reminds me not to remind myself of anything, and to just play. Who knows. Day 108 cracks me up – it’s like looking back at my own childhood and my poor brother braving my many experiments. Day 109’s quote makes me cry. I love that girl so far deep into my bones that it hurts.
On Day 110 I was in New York City for the Top Latina Bloggers retreat. I shot this photo at the United Nations. All the artwork in the building was equally as moving. Also in NYC, a friend and I took a mental break and photography walk in Central Park. I saw this collection of leaves and thought of my babies – I want them to always know that they were made on purpose and to stand out.
Day 112 wraps up this week’s 365 project with yet another reminder that I was hardly living before I became a parent. As I walked through Central Park, I saw so many things that made me think of you two – parents playing with their kids, lovers in sweet embrace and, here, this faithful mutt walking along side its owner with a treasured toy hanging from its mouth. I wouldn’t have ever shot this image before I became a parent, and yet its one of my favorite from that afternoon. My two little animal lovers has changed my eyes and vision. I love you so much.
I can’t wait to show you the world that I once thought I knew. I’m excited to relive moments of childhood and savor them through your eyes. I think that’s the best part of the parenting.
Te quiero por simepre mis hijos,