The visceral gut wrench of seeing the children of Guatemala in the streets carrying loads almost as big as themselves. Working when they should have been in school or minding their siblings so their parents could go to work. Then the realization that the little girl dressed to the nines that you carry in your arms would have been one of those children herself had decisions been different!!!
Sitting on the bed in a hotel in Guatemala City watching the most perfect child every born as she slept...and knowing that she would soon be sleeping in her little crib in the nursery long empty.
An idyllic vacation shared with extended family......
sleepovers and matching p.j.'s when they were young enough to think 'matching' was cool!
Watching your two year old try to feed her apple core to a horse in the field next to an Irish castle.......
and watching the older ones climb up the ruins at the base of Blarney Castle on their way to find the infamous 'stone' and then having a complete emotional breakdown watching the same three hop from stone to stone up on the top ledge of the castle where the stone is located!!! I could still have a heart attack remembering the fear I had that they would fall to their deaths!
Far too few out of the thousands and thousands I have but all I have time to post this FFF!!
Off topic: There was just enough sun this morning to get pics of some of the denim pieces I had completed for the 4th of July. This little "Whale of a Time" outfit and the rest can be seen on eBay under my seller name of "drsilk1".