if i’d had my camera with me, i would have taken pictures of the 13 little bodies following me down the slushy sidewalk. having just left the chaos of passing out valentines, we were airing out.
if i had my camera, i would have taken pictures of them walking balance beam style on the parking lot curb behind me, arms out to balance themselves.
if i had my camera, i would have taken pictures of the 2 inch deep handprints we could make in that slushy goodness.
if i had my camera, i would have taken pictures of the ridiculously cooperative feat of making a snow baby. she’s sleeping in the freezer now.
but the picture i want most is of the moment we paused in the sun. that winter sun that is so penetrating it seems to dull all other noises. i closed my eyes and whispered gratitude for it. with the 13 little ones close enough that i could hear them breathing and that their feet were still, i kept my eyes closed for a moment longer.
then i opened my eyes to see many of their eyes closed too, red cheeked faces turned towards the sun, in a small town, in the middle of it all.
that’s what i wish i had a picture of.