There are certain moments in my life that are so deeply engraved in my brain that I can simply close my eyes and re-live them. I’m not exactly sure how to explain it, but every once in a while, it’s like time slows down. I am able to fully soak in every aspect of a moment. What I’m hearing. What I’m seeing. What I’m feeling…
I was six when I first experienced this. I could tell you every sound, every detail from those few seconds 17 years ago. Ever since then, when I get that feeling, I know that the moment I am living right then will be one that will be engraved in my brain forever.
Hanging a wreath on the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. I can still feel the wind against my face.
Standing on the shore of the Sea of Galilee. I can picture the exact rock and glistening water surrounding it that opened up a window for God to come and commune with me for just a short, sweet minute before the busy tour continued.
Standing at the altar, holding Josh’s hands. They say you won’t remember your wedding day, but I could probably account for just about every breath I took.
And just yesterday. Holding my sweet boy’s head to my chest as I watched him breathe in and out, in and out.
Someday, maybe years from now when he’s much bigger than me and doesn’t need me anymore, I’ll still be able to close my eyes and feel him, so tiny, so perfectly snug inside my arms.
But until then, I’ll soak up as much of this time with my little family as I can. The last few weeks have been some good kind of crazy. So crazy, in fact, that it has taken me almost two weeks to get Landon’s newborn pictures up and posted.
So without further ado, here are the latest snapshots of Turner, party of three.
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