I didn’t pick her to be the way she is, but she is everything I could have ever dreamed of and more. She completes our family in a way that is beyond perfect. I could have never picked that well. And it makes me so glad that I am not in charge.
That is what this series reminds me of. Each picture captures “her” in a way that I feel like I haven’t been able to capture in a long time.
She is tenacious. And well, she is two. So she doesn’t let me take pictures of her like she used to. But these pictures are HER. The “her” that makes me laugh everyday, the “her” that overwhelms my heart with joy and love. Capturing this side of her is no longer an easy feat. But yesterday she didn’t notice I had the camera out. Or didn’t care. And so I got to capture the Dayla that I know so well, but that others rarely see.
I don’t ever want to forget this Dayla. The one that laughs deep with her belly at absolutely nothing at all. The one whose heart is so big that she cries when others are sad. The one that is so tender and sweet that after being scolded she will put her hand on my cheek and say “I am so sorry mama. I love you.”
That is our Dayla.
The greatest blessing I have ever received.
And my cup runneth over.