Of all the amazing experiences of being a mother, one that has given me untold delight has been seeing the world through the eyes of a child again. I may have travelled the world, seen the migration across the Masai Mara, paddled a canoe up the Amazon and walked in the paddy fields of Bali, but nothing I have seen or experienced BC compares to sharing in her discovery of the world.
I have found again that sense of wonder in small things; horseshoe prints in mud, rainbows, flocks of birds migrating across the autumn sky, cherry blossom, fish in a pond, the moon, bubbles!
Do you remember feeling like this?: