It was a short fleeting moment. I was sitting on my bed, in the rental house in Napa. My daughter was 4months old. It was right before her first Christmas. My daughter was taking a nap right next to me, I was comfortably sitting in bed, editing photos on my computer. She woke up, looked at me very intensely and grabbed my middle finger. She did not let go. I had my camera within reach and captured the moment. I’m glad I did. It was a quiet moment of connection.
This was almost exactly 5 years ago to the day. The house we used to rent, where all those memories were made, burned down in the recent fires. My daughter’s hand is obviously not that tiny anymore! Even though she still enjoys holding my hand, this moment was a temporary blessing. When she was a baby I felt like time was standing still. I was wrong!
Have you ever felt like that? Like you’re in a vacuum? That time isn’t moving in any direction? In hindsight I’m extremely grateful for that special time we had, when the whole world was just her and I.