when i look at these pictures, from an ordinary afternoon at the park, i get a knot in my throat.
i have to catch my breath and remind myself that this is real. all of it. it really happened.
and after i accept that this isn't all a dream, i close my eyes and tell myself to be grateful that these pictures reflect "right now", because something tells me in thirty years, when i look at that picture of finn with his daddy, i won't be able to suppress that knot in my throat from coming up and stinging my eyes.
it will just be too much for my little heart.
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