oh what fleeting moments I should capture, oh what memories I should still possess

Posts tagged “youth

the shadows we cast

What I see is my big shadow entirely covering my little niece as she sits in the grass. What I hope is that I can be a good enough example for her, that my deeds might cast half as great a shadow on her life as that literal one. What I fear is I'll fall far, far short of even half.

What I see is my giant shadow engulfing my little niece as she sits in the grass. What I hope is that I have enough goodness in me that my example will cast half as great a shadow on her life as that literal one. What I fear is I’m falling far, far short of even half.

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You can preach

a better sermon

with your life

than with your lips.

– Oliver Goldsmith 

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all the ages we’ve been

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What I see is my niece playing tea pots. What I think is, “I used to have hair like that. Golden and shiny and beautiful. (sigh) And now I don’t.” What I feel is old. What I hope is I’m not nearly as old as I’ll get.

The great thing

about getting older

is that you don’t lose all

the other ages you have been.

Madeleine L’Engle   

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See how she flies!

This is the picture that sparked my photo blog creativity once again - albeit almost 3 weeks after I took it. What I see is Amanda swinging wildly out over the body of water that she calls Swan Lake. What I think is that will never be me. What I wonder is when did I get too scared to fly?

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I don’t believe for one moment

that youth is wasted on the young.


an old picture of me

When I was young, I just loved clowns. I have no idea how that got started, or why I loved them so much, but I did. So why are pictures like this such a surprise to me? How is that something I forget? What I see here is a grouping of some of the clowns that I had collected (note the wall art!). What I think is that it's amazing how much we change over the years and how many things there are about ourselves that even we don't remember.

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I notice well that one stray step

from the habitual path

leads irresistibly

into a new direction.

– Franz Grillparzer


you’re never too old

I remember this day; it was a very good day. What I see is my nephew (who turned 17 this past summer) in the kind of moment that seems set aside for the young. What I think is that it isn't over til it's over.

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I can be filled with joy and wonder too.


Cake!

My niece Amanda at her fourth birthday party last September. What I see is a kid who knows what's good - and she seems intent on getting every bit of chocolate off of that fork. What I think is that everyone should get their very own cake on their birthday. Let everyone else share!

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Birthdays are nature’s way

of telling us

to eat more cake.


How Time Flies

My niece, baby Allison, back when she was still a tiny little thing. What I see is a darling baby, who was always asleep. What I think of is how fast she's growing, and the now six-month-old who was just sitting on my knee and kicking her little legs for all she was worth.

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Time is at once

the most valuable

and the most perishable

of all our possessions.

– John Randolph