When I was a little girl I always found myself without friends. Since I had 3 brothers it was hard to find someone who would play Barbies with me as they would rather pop my dolls heads off instead. So I was left all to myself.
All that alone time gave me a big imagination, which today is helping me fuel all those dreams that I have. I remember spending hours in the woods behind our apartment complex. I'd put on my play clothes, bring out my dolls and walk around the woods singing, and building playhouses. My house never looked like the tree forts the boys would build, but it had a garden.
Yesterday I took my son into those same woods that I grew up in.
They were beautiful in the fall sunshine. Peaceful, but as I changed so did my outlook on the woods. They were no longer friendly and playful, but dark, erie and intimidating. I've grown from a care free child to an adult with doubts and fears that clutter my head.
I watched my son as he ran through the trail without a care in the world. So full of light, laughter, happiness and joy. In my heart my prayer is that he stays that way, but as a mother I cannot protect my child forever just like my mother couldn't protect me. That's why I am so thankful for a God who is so much bigger and better then we can even imagine!
Beautiful pictures Annetta.ReplyDelete