People will often say that their whole lives flashed before their eyes after they experienced a traumatic event. Ok perhaps it’s a bit morbid, but I think that sounds pretty incredible.
I looked at Rhys the other day and realized that I don’t want him to be the “third child” I always hear about. No pictures of him, no memories for him to look back on. My Mom used to tell my Aunt Cindy she was adopted, because they had no childhood pictures of her. (Sorry Mom!) I don’t want McCall and Bodie trying to convince Rhys that he’s adopted (it would require some convincing since he looks EXACTLY like Daddy and Bodie).
I recently read about “Project 365”. Taking a photo a day…I imagine this venture will not only serve as a way to remember a year, but also help me to slow down and appreciate the little things in life. Funny thing is I need something else to do in a day…like I need a hole in my head. But it’s something I just HAVE to do. Taking a photo a day is a big undertaking but I know it will come with big payoffs. Time moves surprisingly fast these days. I know that some days things will seem to conspire against me: time will get away from me, the light just won’t work the way I want or life will just happen.
Regardless of the challenges ahead, I have chosen to start this blog to chronicle my journey. I begged for a small camera to keep in my purse, and Mother’s Day delivered…thanks Babe! You may find it silly and ridiculous, but some of you just might enjoy a way to be able to see the kids grow from your far off locations. I invite you to check in on us as your time allows, and hopefully I get some pictures to prove to Rhys that he wasn’t adopted…if only Aunt Cindy would have been so lucky! *wink*
