WP WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE:
The July 5, 2013, wordPress Weekly Photo Challenge suggested that Sometimes, we long for the past: for moments we want to remember or recapture. The good times. The golden years. Or perhaps we’re homesick, or longing for something — or someone — that might have been.
As I looked at the faces of my grandchildren Jordan, Vince, and Marcus, on the days of their birth, I recalled two other newborn faces from years past—the faces of my children, Sandra and Nolan.
Pictured below is Sandra on the day of her baptism. An elderly neighbor became a best friend in her early days.
I couldn’t have taken the next picture by myself, of course. My son Nolan was three months old when he accompanied me to the first Slippery Rock University blood drive—March 1972—where I was a volunteer.
Like most mothers, I sometimes wish I could momentarily turn back the clock and hold my children in my arms as newborns once more.