I am a couple of days late on this post, though I did share it on time in my facebook group.
To be honest, we have just been so drained with the flu, sinus infections and colds that I really did not want to take a picture. I had a long day shooting and was exhausted and knew that I looked a hot mess. But I didn’t want to “fail” on the challenge, so I did it. And the power of photography revealed itself to my heart, yet again.
When I look at my daughter, I see my baby.
Where I imagine myself a young mother, I see a woman with laugh lines and grey hair (and I earned every single one!) I know that one day soon, my daughter will more resemble the me of my imagination and I will not recognize us any longer as our roles change, when she no longer needs me to care for her and only needs me to listen and talk with.