I can not take credit for this capture for I do not know who held the camera in their hands and pushed the button to bring light to the film and forever capture this moment. Maybe it was another nanny or an orphanage worker? Maybe it was this woman's husband? Or could it have been a friend? I will never know but I am SO grateful to whom ever took these pictures for us. This picture is framed in my home today and is looked at by me at least 10 times a day and there is never a second when I don't smile and feel forever grateful and beyond blessed.
There are days too when I pick up this framed shot and stare at the details surrounding my daughters face. I search her eyes for a reflection. I look for clues in the trash along the road. I search the windows behind her for a face or a flash of movement. I examine each thread on her tiny body as well as the details of her nanny. I look at the signs on the brick wall and try to decipher what they say. I stare and stare at that picture.
Those are the days when I miss what this beautiful woman in the picture got for the first nine months of my daughters life. Those moments seem lost to me because I can not verbally share those firsts with my daughter and while it saddens me for a minute, I am reminded that those moments are not completely lost to us. They are not lost because we have a handful of photos that share the intense love that this woman had for my sweet girl.
In each and every shot our mystery photographer took, she captured a woman who is filled with the same awe that I am overcome with, that same love and admiration for this child. For that is definitely shared by us. Once I place the frame back in it's space I always say a little prayer for a woman whom I hope to meet someday and I pray that she has peace knowing that this child is so very loved by me.
Be sure to head over to Lisa's blog and pass on well wishes to her as she is days from embarking on her journey of love to bring home her daughter! Bon Voyage Lisa! You and Reagan are in our prayers!