Window Into Time
My mother looked out of this window as a little girl, pressing her nose against the glass and daydreaming about the future. Now, I gaze up at the window as her grown daughter, imagining her past. Looking at this window, I can feel the passage of time. I can feel the weight of time moving slowly backward and then rushing forward.
I discovered that my mother lived in this old house as a child. Other people and families surely moved in and out of the house over the years, making changes. But, her window remained unchanged.
I wonder what things she saw as she looked out into her neighborhood. I wonder what things she thought about. I wonder if she had big dreams for her life. I wonder if she dreamed about getting married and the children she would have one day, imagining her life with me long before I ever existed.
She would never have imagined the hardships and physical challenges she would face in life. I hope she imagined some of the happiness and joys that her life would hold. I like to think that some of her childhood dreams came true. She loved to smile and sing and laugh. I know she loved me and my brother with all of her heart because she showed us and told us so. I believe she knew she was loved by us.
Time flies. So, grab every window of opportunity to experience the world and to spend time with the people you love!
Happy Sunday to you all!
*posted in response to the daily post prompt://Window
Posted on March 20, 2016, in Daily prompt, Family, Musings, Nostalgia, Photography and tagged Daily prompt, family, opportunity, photography, Postaday, time, window. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.