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The following photos were taken on the same day. We had a huge storm. Both T and I were wondering how J would take the sound of the heavy rains and crashing thunder. It didn't phase him one bit. He went on playing . . . no worries.
After the clouds parted and sun peaked through, we piled in the car and headed down our old and winding road toward the park.
Both shots are from oddly similar perspectives. I am looking toward J as he makes his way to the end of the tunnel. He is looking to me . . . he is looking ahead. In the second shot, we are also looking ahead as we head for a day in the park with J.
I started thinking about how J showed no fear when the thunder hit. Me. I have fear. I have worries. I had many before he came along, but now, I have many more that often come to rest upon my shoulders.
I wonder what it would be like to look ahead without a worry in the world?
Imagine . . .
Relishing in his two-toothed grin as he makes his way to the end of the tunnel.
Appreciating the vibrant greens after an afternoon downpour.
Smelling the rain as it mists away from the summer heat.
Filling your heart with joy at the sound of his laughter as a family of ducks crosses his path.
Snuggling into a deep sleep, him cuddled in your arms, not a worry in the world.
Looking ahead, but most definitely . . .
Living in the moment.