Sometimes there are those fleeting moments of time that will stay with you. A whisper that is an echo that never stops.
Now they are young but one day they will follow their own paths. You try and guide them as well as you can.
Already they’re learning to march forward. They are only eight but finding their own independent selves.
Was it only a second ago that they were tiny bundles in your arms? You can still remember singing lullabies.
There’s an unspoken choreography between twins which only they know the steps. But you’re aware that at some point they will part ways when others will ask for the next dance.
One day you will have to let go as they jump into adulthood. You will be left with reflections of the ballroom you once shared.
How will you feel that future day when they finally fly away?
Yes, sometimes you stop and grasp these fleeting present moments. And hold onto its echo.
I spent a few days with Luce and Theo on the coast of East Sussex this month for walks with a view, fossil hunting and rock pooling by the Seven Sisters, and even cuddling baby lambs. Before dinner one evening we went for a walk along the seafront and pier in Eastbourne.
So beautiful, the words and amazing photographic captures combined.
Thank you Sarah.
Beautiful words and stunning photos.
What lovely photos and words x
Thank you Karen.
Such lovely words and amazing photos too. I love the analogy with dancing, captured so well in your writing as well as your photography #theprompt
Thank you.
I love this, such beautiful photos too!
A beautiful post, told with wonderful words as well as your gorgeous photos. Time is so fleeting, it’s important to stop and grab it every once in a while.
Thank you Jocelyn. I just want to collect and grab so many moments with my twins because yes before I know it they will be young adults.
Oh what beautiful shots!! Gorgeous light and you were so lucky to get so much of the pier to yourself 🙂
Such wonderful words which compliment the photographs beautifully xx #ThePrompt
just lovely Kriss, such emotive writing. xx
Thank you Katie. I get emotional thinking of them flying the nest some day.
What a gorgeous post with beautiful pictures. I could very much empathise as a fellow mother of an eight year old. He is so himself these days and I’m starting to see glimpses of the man he will be along with a knowledge that he will one day ‘fly away’. #Theprompt
Oh. This is just beautiful. The photographs are stunning, so full of life, and the words are wonderful, and very wise. It’s tough letting go, but something we must do. My eldest is almost ten, and he now seems so grown up (most of the time!), it’s really giving me pause. Bittersweet. Thank you so much fir sharing with #ThePrompt x
They’re still so young but suddenly you realise that they’re becoming so much more independent. Thank you Sara.