Magic, I think, comes from how you look at things.
The hug from a child, the giggles, the smiles, the pitter patter of running. Even the tears have magic in them, because it’s honest emotion, and there is nothing more magical than emotion. It’s what makes us human.
Often times we will only see magic in things that are “perfect.” The perfect moment, the perfect look, the perfect outfit, the perfect makeup & hair. The perfect, behaving children, being a perfect parent. There is this misguided belief – that we all at one point fall for – in believing that perfect is where magic lies. When we are perfect, that’s when life is good. And at the same time, we all know it’s so not true! Magic doesn’t lie in perfection, it lies in life, which is inherently and completely imperfect, all. the. time.
When life isn’t perfect, there are moments of surprise and delight. Yes, your child giving you a slobbery kiss on the face isn’t perfect, it will mess up your makeup and hair probably, but it what it does do is make your heart soar if you really think about it, because at the core — what that slobbery kiss really is — is love.
So here’s to the imperfect moments. The real moments. The honest moments. The moments filled with magic, and the moments filled with love.
Thank you so much to the special Cienfuegos family for welcoming me into their beautiful life and home for an afternoon, just to capture all their magically imperfect moments. We danced in the living room, pretended in costume, read books, gave hugs, and gave love.
Read Chrystal’s thoughts about the session here.