Here is a poem by Naomi Shihab Nye from her book "Honeybee" that I copied and keep now on the fridge. It serves as a daily reminder to slow down and cherish.

To One Now Grown

If we could start over, I would let you get dirtier.
Place your face in the food, it's okay.

In trade for great metephors,
the ones you used to spout every minute,
I'd extend your bedtime,
be more patient with tantrums,
never answer urgency with urgency,
try to stay serene.

In one scene you are screaming
And I stop the car.
What do we do next?
I can't remember.
It's buried in the drawer of small socks.

Give me the box of time.
Let's make it bigger.
It's all yours.
----Naomi Shihab Nye

Because you know they grow up so quickly, don't they?

Happy Mother's Day.


Tracy said...

Beautiful photos, Tricia and a lovely poem. Wishing you a Happy Mother's Day!

paris parfait said...

What a gorgeous photo and poem. Wishing you a joyous Mother's Day, Tricia!

vintage moon studio said...

Happy Mother's Day to you too!! Have been thinking of you... xox Deb

bridgette said...

i love this poem! i'm going to put it on my blog, if that's ok with you. xo

Relyn said...

Oh, Tricia. I am so glad to see you here. I have missed you. Have been thinking of you. Look at that beautiful face. I just know you've had a lovely Mother's Day. Be well. Thinking of you....

Tiffany said...

Honey, it has been so amazing to reconnect w/you! You are a living Kuan-Yin, I swear! These pix are so very beautiful--I have your Mother's Day w/O. was just as lovely. Give her a big hug for me, and yourself one, too!

Amy said...

Glad to hear from you again on your blog. I kept checking in to see if you were writing.
Your daughter is amazingly beautiful, I am sure you are proud beyond words.
All the best to you.