Like sands through the hourglass…

I’ve been thinking a lot about  moments.  I love being human and alive and I love all of the unkowns that come with and from that, and I especially love what I consider to be the knowns.  I feel rife with memories and words, and I just want to always keep the feeling of my collective moments all around me like that oversized sweater that we each reach for on that really cold day.  Really, I think that we all know that I’m just over the moon for my nostalgia.

So are these folks.  Here’s a Friday treat from a group called Everynone.  The film is called Moments, and pardon the pun, but I think that you’ll enjoy taking a moment of your own to watch. (slightly annoying, but you have to click the link to watch…totally worth it!)

Moments from Everynone on Vimeo.

Peter Pan

I just thought of Asher discovering his shadow for the first time and a whole mini-scene played out in my mind of him reaching towards the ground watching his hand and his new shadow-friend connect, and I thought about what a strange and bizarre thing it must be to see a shadow for the first time and then not be able to get away from it until you go to bed.  I thought about Asher asking me about it, how I would respond (truth or fantasy?  A little bit of both?  “A gift from the sun” is what I settled on.) and then I got choked up.  I’m sitting at my desk with tears springing to my eyes thinking about my not-even-crawling-son finding awe and companionship in his shadow and I feel a little foolish and a lot grateful that having children isn’t just late night feedings and poop in places that you’re not supposed to talk about in mixed company, but it’s also reconnecting with connecting.  With life’s firsts.  It’s WONDER-FULL.  What a gift.