This is a picture AD snapped of Sean and me one Sunday after church recently. I fussed with it in Photoshop (diffused glow I think) and ended up with this sort of aged and dreamy effect which I like.
It seems to capture the feeling I have of this season in my life where time is no longer pedestrian and linear but rather bounds like a gazelle, zigzagging from day to week to month and so quickly, my eyes can’t follow. Hasn’t every parent looked at their child and asked themselves, “How did this happen? Where did the time go?”
The cartoonist Jerry Van Amerongen who draws Ballard Street once said, “I feel like a little bird with a big song.” When I look at this picture, that’s exactly how I feel.
Being that boys’ mom has put a mighty big song in my heart.