The rest is still unwritten..

"I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined

I'm just beginning,

the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you

Open up the dirty window

Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance

So close you can almost taste it

Release your innovations

Feel the rain on your skin No one else can feel it for you

Only you can let it in

No one else, no one else Can speak the words on your lips

Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open

Today is where your book begins

The rest is still unwritten"

by Natasha Bedingfield

I wonder if I get a little carried away sometimes when I look at all the pictures I take. I have often asked myself, "is this really important?" But, when I happen to capture a picture like the one above, it tells a story all of its own. His life is UNWRITTEN. He can be who and what he wants to be. He gets to make the marks on his blank pages. How awesome is that! Sometimes I can't believe how in love I am with such a tiny person and how much I feel since he was born.

I hope I never stop taking pictures and capturing bits of his life for his book!