At that moment, little miracles were far from my radar.
We were hours away from the celebration of love that would integrate satin and lace with pinecones and slabs of wood. We were just hours away from gathering family and friends from near and far. We were as close as you can get to gaining a family member. We needed a bit of breakfast in order to get through a long and emotion-filled day.
As luck would have it, he was also at breakfast preparing for the long day ahead so we shared a table and caught up on life. Cousins have a special bond as both family and friends. Even if it has been years, they have stories to add to their collective memory. Then, he whipped out his I Pad and excitedly shared images of his little miracles declaring them to be the absolute best part of getting older. They were learning to talk, walk and play catch. His images were memorable even though at that moment, I could not yet imagine having my own album of little miracles.
I thought about that prophetic moment in the months ahead as I reflected on the grand celebration of love, hoarded tiny footed outfits, and mastered the challenging seed stitch. I thought about that moment as I celebrated that my own little miracles would be blessed with cousins. I have thought about that moment many times as I celebrate the special bond of cousins.
3 comments:
Cousins do share a special bond. I think of my nephews and their five (collectively) children. ow they live close to each other and will be a part of each other's lives. arjeha
The images and insights are woven together like a good seed stitch!
Lovely remembrances of a special time! Wonderful celebration of cousin love.
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