Joy in re-experiencing childhood
There are things about your childhood you hold into, because they were so much part of you. The places you went, the people you knew.
The Wonder Years
Ah, childhood. Life’s most precious season. Everything is full of magic and adventure and newness. The feeling of conquering that world with each step.
As a girl, I always wanted to be grown. I wanted to be taken seriously. My first fantasy job was to be a “business woman” (in preschool. Not joking) and I had shed the notion of St. Nicholas soon after, ever afraid of being fooled and thus, looking foolish.
I have been that way for most of my life. Not saying it’s wrong, it is just who I am. I like facts and logic, but as a creative human it is important to be able to look at the world with wonder and amazement from time to time. I think I can probably credit Finn, my older son, with the reopening of my eyes to this. Watching him feeling, seeing, loving, tasting his way through the world in his first year was such a remarkable and profound experience for my otherwise stoic mind.
I am allowed the opportunity to experience this sense of wonder frequently now when I photograph families with young children. The more I can relate to the wonder my littlest clients experience, the more enthused, relaxed, and confident they seem to become.
It is a joy to be able to immerse myself in the playful world of childhood from time to time, and to allow myself a sense of wonder, instead of rooting my feet firmly only in things that can be known.