12 Months Later

My first photo with my little man, May 1, 2010

12 months later, 

My son and I one year later May 1, 2011

Time is such a relative notion. For it to be so quantifiable there is a level of human perception that is key to the recognition of its passage. My son turned 1 year old on May 1^st 2011. Those 12 months have been an inexplicable montage of immersive, fluid time where things would ramp up to high speed or slow down to a delightful crawl. There were moments that I have laughed at his gleeful precociousness, or gasped at his ill-conceived attempts to harm himself. In all this I have always been filled with an inconceivable amount of deep, soul filled love for the little man I see blooming before my eyes. It has been the happiest 12 months of my life in spite of all the personal stress that I have been under with school and work. This has kind of been the best and worst times for me this year, and through all of it my son has been a shimmering beacon of light.

Year One of RAH

Year One of RAH, originally uploaded by thehallspace.

One Year has passed,
There is a much longer and reflective blog to come, but I need to get it off another computer and move it here,