Beautiful Boy

 

My life recently felt like a song that tells the story for me. 

 

First, I meandered through pages of photos that led me to memories that pulled me back to this beautiful boy. 

 

The song is from John Lennon and goes with this same title. 

 

It has a soft strum and rolling tune that pulls me in every time I listen to the words. 

 

Life feels like this as I go up and over moments as if I am near them again, like the pictures on the pages.

 

Then I found myself suspended in time as everything stood still around me. 

 

The young one before you came fully into my mind and life paused. 

 

Perhaps it also came with this week of celebrating little things alongside big moments.

 

Cake and favorite activities were on the top of the things we planned with big grins! 

 

It’s when I take a look at all the details right here that my mind begins to relax. 

 

Do you see the way he is holding onto the handle of the rocking horse while being at ease? 

My heart remembers seeing him sit with such confidence that everyone around would take care of him. 

 

Take care of his tiny toes so he could smile with that gentle grin. 

Makes my heart grin along with his beautiful boy.

That gentle tilt of his head with the grin makes my heart grin along with his beautiful boy filled with trust. 

 

Here is what else I remember about this day. 

 

We were celebrating another day even then as he was a one-year-old here. 

 

The joy rolls with me right now. 

 

Another part of looking at this when Dallin was growing and trusting while learning, is that I now know more. 

 

My heart knows more, and it skips a beat. 

 

Things were coming around the corner that would mean that Dallin would need his little hands held while learning new things. 

 

That would be good and even add beauty to our life. 

Know that life was beautiful.

Yet can I be still and know that life was beautiful then and continue to be beautiful? 

 

This is what helps my heart be still as I feel it all come back to me.

 

Sitting with the knowledge I sit with is what has given me another level to what I now call beauty. 

 

Let’s take a step in that direction as the music strums with us. 

 

This boy on the rocking horse held the world in his hands. He stepped into his shoes with bright white laces and knew that joy was around every person who held him up high. 

 

A boy who created joy by the wave of his tiny fingers was one who also created beauty. 

 

That is why I now know that being beautiful is about what a person, no matter how small, brings their essence into a space. 

 

It is more than what they look like. 

This beautiful boy also showed purpose.

This beautiful boy also showed that incredible purpose is created by the things in a space, the this and that in a room that is around us. 

 

Choosing what I have in each space is how I hold onto these fingers now while rolling with each moment. 

 

I hold onto the things that bring beauty for life now.

 

Waves on an ocean of memories have followed me in a similar way that the song tells us that sometimes things sail away. 

 

There is another part for me when I sit with pictures of this beautiful boy on a horse. 

 

Remembering that this part of life was the best often sends me into a place that makes me shiver, shake and want to go right back to this one-year-old to take a walk to the nearest park.

 

Where are these hands and little white laces? 

 

They will always be in my heart with this beautiful boy grin.  

 

How about this as another two-step with the rhythm that is before us. 

Think about the beauty that is around you. 

 

What can we do with that to create even more of it together? 

 

I am here to walk with you, hand in hand.