Now I am waking up again to all the little joys and blessings in my life. I didn't really realize how bad I had been feeling until today, when I realized that I hadn't take out my camera in two weeks. Two weeks without taking a picture! Now, I am by no means an accomplished photographer, but I get a lot of pleasure out of capturing our little life on "film" and am rarely without a camera pressed to my eye. Today while Caley was at school, I dusted the old flash box off and watched through the lens as Matthew explored the first real summery day we have had this year.
He watched enraptured as Tristen and Trevor climbed the pine tree in the loop. I could almost see him trying to figure out how to get up there himself.
Inevitably though, combining a newly walking toddler with shorts resulted in tears and mishaps. My poor little guy got his first skinned knees on the front patio. I have the feeling that it is just the first of many such injuries.
I am enjoying the break from too many commitments and the general lightening of the world around me. Perhaps some day I will get to a place where I am no longer vulnerable to the crushing dark. Perhaps some day I will be better able to hang on to the God of light and his promises, even in the shadowy places.
