My son, Rio, born at the end of September is my latest inspiration. Of course, he's also my latest distraction. But sometimes...I just can't help sitting in awe and staring at his precious little toes for hours. And he's recently added the new trick of smiling! He lights up the room. My extremely precocious and awesome almost four year old (!) daughter inspires me too.
There is so much I want to share with them, capture for them. My life, the good and the bad. The world as it is now, the world as it could be. Injustice. Inequality. But also beauty and love and magic. Tonight as we were putting up our family Christmas tree Jayna was a whirling dervish of activity and "helpfulness". I have been extremely ill, and both Nef and I were complaining of headaches before we even started the arduous process. But somehow, watching her dance around the tree, watching his fascinated face as he stared into the lights for the first time amazed with wonderment...it all seems worth it. This frantic beautiful dance of life, the wonder and newness of childhood. I think, yeah, there's inspiration here.
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