Sophie has always looked at trees, swaying in the wind, and she's always looked upward at ceilings, into corners and obscurity. Sometimes I look upward, too, and I try to figure it all out. Here we are yesterday at the doctor's office, waiting for Oliver's appointment. Sophie hummed and insisted on gazing up, so I did, too, looking into corners and into obscurity. Oliver asked whether it felt like nearly eighteen years had gone by since Sophie was born, and I told him yes, it feels like eighteen years, powerfully so, actually. He asked me if I was tired, and I said, nah, I'm in it for the long haul.
I wonder if you have any idea how beautiful you are.
ReplyDeleteHow interesting that Oliver would think to ask you that question. He is special, that one.
ReplyDeleteOliver's questions reveal something marvelous in that man
ReplyDeleteI think you are beautiful. I think your son is an amazing kid.
ReplyDeleteThat is a gorgeous, gorgeous picture.
ReplyDeleteBest. Photo. Ever. Xxoo.
ReplyDeleteAnd ya know, I'll bet Oliver knows that you are in for the long haul with him, too.
This reminds me of one of Ruth Gordon's lines from "Harold & Maude": "The Earth is my body, but my head is in the stars!"
ReplyDeleteWhat an awesome picture of you and Sophie. You are both beautiful! Sweet Jo
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photograph, question and answer.
ReplyDeleteI love that Sophie's upward gaze inspires such thoughtfulness and that Oliver wonders about the inner life of his mother.
ReplyDeleteAnd I love you. What a wonder you are.
oh.my.
ReplyDeleteThat photo. Your son.
I am always in awe of you. Oliver too.
ReplyDeleteYou're lovely. Sophie is lovely. Oliver is wise beyond his years!
ReplyDeleteOh, what everyone else said. That photo, those words, made tears come to my eyes.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
Breathtaking. Holy smokes. Radiant. Both of you. What beauty in the face of an arduous journey.
ReplyDeleteI sometimes feel compelled to gather up and hug and kiss the people and faces i see in the posts on my computer screen (awkward, i know, but bear-hugs are my forte in life when words fall short of what i want to say and my Queen of Awkward alter ego graces my interactions regularly), but here i feel as though it may hurt my eyes to come any closer, the way you both are glowing.
Also what everybody else said. Especially Steve. We're all of the stars, but you seem to peer among them and reflect back some delectable, celestial shizzle.
Some days it may take shining light on the darkness. I'm afraid you forget you're still light when sometimes the focus of your posts are anything less than optimistic.
Happy belated anniversary of the day the world was blessed with the gorgeous cosmic-gazing face of Sophie, and the journey with her mother, and those stars in her eyes. It seems she inherited the stars in your eyes.