There’s this picture that was taken on my wedding day that tends to come to mind more than any of the other pictures. It’s been nearly 12 years now since my husband and I got married. We have a ton of bride and groom pictures, and each are beautiful memories of a beautiful day, but it’s this picture that pops into my brain most often when I think about that day.
Look closely at the guests as this adorable flower girl walks down the aisle. Can you pick out her mom? I’ll give you a hint since the photo is a little blurry. She’s got what I call the “proud momma smile” and her face is glowing.
This picture came to mind again yesterday as I waited in the car rider line to pick my son up from school. Not sure what it is about that car rider line but it has me well-trained:
catch glimpse of son= smile
It reminds me of this Maya Angelou quote, “How do you react when your child enters the room? Do your eyes light up?”
Before having a child of my own, I appreciated the moment in this picture. Once my son entered the world, I’ve had the chance to live moments like this over and over again. As a parent, just catching a glimpse of my son is one of the best feelings in the world. Our children don’t have to be doing anything spectacular or amazing, all they have to do is walk into the room, walk down an aisle, or wait in a car rider line. It’s a bond of love like no other.
It was to my surprise last night after having thought about this picture earlier in the day, that my son (out of the blue) brought up the little girl in the photo. Her family is still good friends of ours. The little girl (who is now a young lady) has gone on to do some pretty incredible things. She’s traveled abroad, studied abroad, and learned a couple of languages. Last night Sean said to me, “Mom, I want to do things like Maggie has done.”
“Okay,” I said. “Then do it.”
I have no clue what the future holds for my son. I don’t know what he will be passionate about next year or even next week. But I do know this. I want him to know that I love him no matter what. I want him to know that I’m his biggest cheerleader. If a picture really is worth a thousand words, then I want those words written all over my face.