…where she just makes me stop whatever I’m doing and drink her in…her long lashes…her wispy blond hair…her pouty lips…her milky skin. And I realize…this moment right here will fade. Five, ten, twenty years from now, I will ache to have it back, to touch this baby again, to see this face. And so I close my eyes and hold her close just for a little longer…for my future self would want me to.
…thankful today for my camera and lenses…without them, I wouldn’t be able to capture her in her essence…my photos are my most cherished keepsakes so that years from now, when my heart is aching for her littleness, I can remember just what it was like.
You are my sunshine, Cubby.