Sunday, March 19, 2006

Sunday morning

Beauty and joy are most often found in the mundane moments. All around us are tiny masterpieces we'd miss if we didn't stop to notice. When we do, the ordinary often becomes the extraordinary.

I looked up from my book this morning to see my two youngest children, still tousled and rosy from sleep, cuddled up together in the easy chair. Their expressions, the lighting - sublime perfection. A golden moment begging to be captured and held.

As siblings, Alex and Lucas will grow and change. There will be fights over posessions and slammed doors and hurt feelings and demands for privacy. But underneath will be a love that brings them back together, that binds them as family.

That is my hope for my children. That is my hope for us all.

12 comments:

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Taylor said...

That's a couple of little sweeties you have there. Give them a big kiss for me.

Morgan said...

I was able to give Alex a kiss for you. Lucas' kiss will have to wait. He's not in a kissing mood right now, having been forced to wake up after falling asleep halfway home from town. He's in a foul mood and telling everyone to "Go away," so we're indulging his snit until he grows bored with our giving him what he wants.

prettylady said...

What beautiful, beautiful children! You are so very fortunate.

Taylor said...

Good. One kiss down and one to go. Kissing by proxy...

Yep, I know how those little ones get into their moods, especially when deprived of their sleep. I'm the same way, but no one indulges my snits! ;-)

tc said...

Man, I miss having littles around. The two youngest grandchildren are a long way's away and the two older aren't very little any more, I'm afraid.

You are very, very lucky, Morgan.

Tom

Morgan said...

Tom, it seems like just yesterday that Jessica and Wesley were as small as Alex and Lucas. Now I look at the older kids, who are both in relationships and think, "Wow, where did the time go." It's hard to imagine that in the blink of an eye my youngest will be grown and out making their way in the world. Sometimes I wonder if I'll be able to stand it, and yet I used to look at the older kids and wonder the same thing. Time is so funny, you dread its passing but it has a way of incrementally adjusting your meters each day to bear what you thought you could not.

Of course, I say this but I've never had an empty nest. What will I do? Oh yes, I remember. I shall sleep in. ;-)

Morgan said...

Oh, a caveat. I guess with John I never will really be an empty nester. But John is the least demanding of my brood.

Mia said...

These are the faces of a Mary Cassatt painting - what beautiful little beings.

Morgan said...

Thanks, Mia. The best pictures I get of my children are during those spontaneous moments. Posed pictures can be pretty and I've taken some nice ones of them but photographing them doing something doesn't just capture them but the moment.

It's easier to get spontaneous photos of little kids. Cameras make teens more self-conscious. I try to catch my older ones spontaneously when I can but it's hard. I got a great shot once of Wesley holding baby Lucas that's among my favorites. But yesterday Wesley's girlfriend was trying to get pictures of us together and Wes made faces in every one. And he's 19 now, the clown. ;-)

Beth said...

I love your pictures =)

Morgan said...

Thanks, Beth. I really enjoy photography.