Last year there was something going round on the internet that really appealed to me. Someone had taken a photo of their daughter every day of her life and then run them all together into a sort of video. 10 years (or something like it) in a few minutes. It was fascinating! I thought how great that was as a way of capturing that ethereal way in which children grow – one day you look at them and they just seem different. I see my son every single day and yet some mornings I wake up and even I can see a change in him from the previous day. And he’s growing so fast!
I’m not knowledgable enough yet to put something like that together (I think the chap who did it might have been a film maker) but it occurred to me that I could still take the photo every day and have a photobook printed up at the end of the year to record them. Somehow I just never got around to it.
But then today was one of those mornings where I looked at my son and felt that he’d grown in the night. Changed again, a little closer to the amazing young man I know he is going to be. So I took a photo of him. And I’m going to take another tomorrow, and the day after that and the day after that. And onwards through the year. It takes only a minute or two to do, and the photos don’t have to be perfect, just a fairly acceptable representation of him as he is on any given day. And at the end of the year I’m going to have them printed up into that photobook.
What could be more life affirming that watching my son grow and thrive?