GIVE THANKS for the blessings of youth. It’s good to remember the old days, to think about those on whose shoulders we stand, who made us who we are today. To look back at all the grainy black and white photos.
But there is pure joy in youth and in witnessing the cycle of life.
The newborn crying one moment, and wide-eyed with wonder the next.
The toddler taking those first precarious steps.
Then there’s the challenge of adolescence. Maybe we’ll just skip over that. But all that angst makes us who we are.
And then the flower blossoms fully. It’s a sight to behold.
The photo is of Hannah, my niece. I could have chosen any of my nieces. Or nephews, for that matter. They all represent the best of life. But this is a great picture. Absolute contentment in the moment.
Here’s hoping we can all find that peace wherever we are and in whatever we do.
By the way, Hannah is the pre-teen deftly balancing a piece of cake while helping my mother on rollerblades. Photo credit (I think) goes to Hannah’s brother Micah, an award-winning filmmaker. Micah is the toddler in the crazy shorts also helping my mother.