I knew a woman, lovely in her bones,
When small birds sighed, she would sigh back at them...
Have you ever met someone who looked at the world so differently from you that it taught you to reconsider everything you've ever known?
That's what it's like being Paprika's mom. In some ways, she is me and I am her. We are so similar that I feel like I can slip inside her mind and know her every thought before she even thinks it.
In other ways, I wonder how I ever could teach her anything because she teaches me everything.
Here is a little example:
Last Sunday (Mother's Day), Mr. M gave me a bouquet of flowers. When I got up, Paprika mentioned to me that there was a surprise waiting for me on my camera. I nodded groggily, made my tea, and went about my business getting everyone ready for the day.
Later, I took a picture of the flowers Mr. M gave me (you know, to remember them for a rainy day).
This is the picture I took:
I forgot about Paprika's surprise, so when I uploaded the pictures from my camera today, I really was surprised when I found three extra pictures waiting for me on my camera.
I would never think to take photos of a vase of flowers this way. But Paprika sees everything differently. She sees magic in every moment, so how could her flowers not also be a little bit magical?
Here are Paprika's three pictures:
Every day, this girl shows me how to find beauty and joy in the details. In the small things. And she does it so effortlessly.
Beauty just runs in her veins, and there is nothing to be done about it. All I can do is just sit back and let her be.
I often tell Paprika that she is a diamond in a rhinestone world. And I mean it. I really do.