another from my Czech series …
I have known this beautiful lady since kindergarten … we grew up in the same street but she lived across the tram tracks and I was not allowed to cross it … at high school we had few moments to share in life … she showed me how to properly shave my legs … what kind of books to read … shared some beautiful music with me ……………. after school .. the life went on …
this was my first time to meet her after at least 8 years … it felt like home .. to stand there at a playground .. smell the spring in the air .. and talk like if we saw each other yesterday … a lot happened in both of our lives … big stories that could fill up a book or two .. but there was no need to talk about it all … we watched our children running around .. talked about motherhood .. about the “I” and enjoyed thoroughly the beauty of the moment ..
Each time I look at these photos I know the stories that haven’t been said … I feel my heart dancing … over the moments we happened to share as little girls, teenage girls and now as mums ….. I could not get enough photographs of her little boy … it felt like diving in the most spectacular well of beauty, his eyes spoke without talking and I felt the greatness of his being and the gift of being her son and how much she values each and every moment together .. moment like a simple breath to blow a dandelion .. (and if that does not work what are little 2year old hands for
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Thank you my friend .. !!!



