"A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2013."
There's nothing like joining a project halfway through. And since these are the days that shift like late afternoon light, before you can even put your hand out to touch it, why not document my son's growth by a portrait once-a-week? I have the photos readily available, regardless.
He's speaking new words but in no rush to talk, and I don't feel like hurrying him. The world is so full of noise and talking and struggling-to-be-heard that I'm glad he can hear his own music still, hear it and sing it only for himself, not caring if anyone else understands.
I'm finding myself working more than ever, which is a much needed financial relief, but more it makes me want to cherish my time with him, to try to live with five senses and not backward to a present which has already expired.