“Every blade of grass has its angel that bends over it and whispers, “Grow, grow.” – The Talmud.
My mother is my angel. At times when I can’t see past my current situation, she’s there to quickly assess the situation and remind me of all the other times I’ve overcome obstacles and moved forward. She tells me stories of when I was little and some of the tenacious things I did and said and suddenly I’m encouraged. I love hearing stories of little me.
Below is a photo from a family photo shoot. This picture is one of my all time favorites. This beautiful moment happened in a brief instant and I love the curiosity and anticipation in the baby’s face and the unconditional exchange of love from his mother.
Happy Mother’s Day!
