A boy in the sky

in #ocd-resteem7 years ago

I remember the day when he was born. I stayed all day clenched in a dreaded anxiety. It was mixed with happiness. And hope. And dreams. Sure, I was being warned that the love for a child is different. But it still hit me like a truck. Boneless, clear, serene love. Archaic in nature, almost as an instinct. Sometimes I have this "I am going to burst out of love" feeling. :)

He is shy. He barely lets me snap a photo of him. I have to pretend that I am doing something else. My love for him is only matched by his love for Minecraft. I am looking for ways to pull him out of there. Any suggestions? Not that I am against technology, au contraire, it is the future, but I cannot but remember my childhood, it was deprived of any fast information, videos, games, etc. Well, maybe I ought to reinvent some childhood games and put them in a more 21st-century context. :)

Seeing my kids growing and changing and developing a personality it is the one and only miracle that I witnessed and will witness in this life. And it cannot but bring joy, not sadness, knowing that all we have is limited.

Well, my next milestone with Vlad is to have a beer with him. Thirtheen more years and I'm there. :)


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Trying to catch some fishes with an improvised spear. There were literally 0 fishes. :) Maneciu Dam, 2018.


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As usual, hiding his face from my camera. Maneciu Dam, 2018.


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A park near Ploiesti, 2018.


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Picking his nose while waiting for the metro. :)


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Near a river trying to spot frogs.


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My wife trying to arrange his shirt before the kindergarten closing fare for Christmas.


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On a summer evening, resting on the sidewalk.

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Impressive face hiding skills

Hoping, now, Minecraft is not too bluntly digging out those skills of this intense child.... That they may unfold naturally (probably success there, since he seems drawn to water and woods).

I love children, their innocence and their love of life. Please, cherish every moment as much as you can because they grow so fast.

beautiful photos! :-) one of my best friends is 38 years old like me and his mom still tells us how much she suffered seeing him play kickoff all night long day after day...this in 87...and he is a successful great guy (in my opinion)...so maybe playing Minecraft is not that bad

Beautiful shots!