Wednesday, November 12, 2008

PERFECT MOMENTS















Shafts of crisp autumnal morning light twinkled through the park's golden hued trees. We owned the place--just us. Jared and Emma laughed and giggled as I pushed them around and around the merry-go-round. Their rosy cheeks and twinkly eyes almost burst my heart. Fall smells of crunchy leaves and moist dirt filled the air and my soul. And their sweaters--they even had sweaters on-just added to the perfectness of the moment. If I were an editor for some elite urbanized country magazine, this scene would have graced the cover. But, as usual, I didn't have my camera. And if I had, the batteries would have been dead or the memory card full. Ah, well.


A wise man once said (on more than one occassion) that he just took pictures with his heart. The sacred recesses of our hearts are the best places for perfect moments--moments of eternity-- like the way your new husband's scrubbed hands look on the alter of the temple or the quite hush of hospital rooms with a brand new baby.


Fancy magazines--you can keep your perfectly created moments for your covers, and I'll keep those special ones that just happen--safe in my heart.

4 comments:

Cristi Lou said...

Sue. You have quite a way with words. That was beautifully put. Those little moments are so great aren't they? They're the best treasures. Hope you and your little family are doing well.
Love,
Cristi

Molly said...

I have to agree. There is something that anyone else, besides a mother, just doesn't understand about the "little moments". That's when it is really easy to count your blessings.

Karen Christensen said...

You are a writer! You need to keep it up and then write a book!!! You can be famous and I can brag about my neighbor, the famous author! Your family is lucky to have you in it!

Sondra said...

You said it just right. I am glad that you are back. Iam glad to help you anytime.