This moment, at the very end of the song, where they both know the dance is ending. This hug. That expression. The tension in her eyebrows and in her arms. She used to be able to hold his whole body in the arms that now just wrap around his shoulders. And then nothing but smiles, of course, because it’s a happy day. But still… this one moment where time stood still, a mother and her son. Lord help me, now I’m crying again. I’ll just leave you with the photo and be done with it.
Collect Moments, Not Things. xo