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| My first Mother's Day, age 25 |
This picture was taken on Mother's Day when I was 25. What you can see in this picture is me toting around a little baby, my first child, Gwendolyn at 6 months old. What you can not see is that on my back I am carrying her toaster-sized feeding pump. You can not see the hours spent at the hospital, the devastation I felt when her diagnosis, cerebral palsy, was first spoken. You can not feel my heartbreak after her first surgery and her dire prognosis was discussed.
What this picture portrays is a young mother bringing her infant into nature.
And in this moment nothing else matters.
The hours of therapy, the multiple surgeries, the grief carried and expectations lost are nowhere to be found.
The purity, the innocence and love are reflected in the stream we are crossing.
And for me, I'd rather have this photograph than the 1000 words.
