The moment I realised that this humble hallway, the simple polished floorboards and patchy plaster board, is actually very significant. A momentary glimpse of the past and the future. The number of times our feet, his little feet, will pad up and down. The love, the tantrums, the surprises, the midnight feasts, the tears, the fun it will see. The labour, the fights, the love, the worry, the visitors it has already seen. It’s just a humble floor. But it holds a lot more than just a house up.
A ritual. A single photo. No words. Capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.