Mason Farley – And The Family Stone
Today is my birthday. My son’s birthday was six days ago. (I am a little older than he is.)
Just as I did with my daughter on her tenth birthday, my son and I returned to the hospital where he was born ten years earlier for a photo shoot reunion. This time my daughter joined us since she had also been there when my son was born.
I also created a photo gallery of some of my favorite photos from his first ten years.
My daughter called the hospital “Magic Land,” because it gave life. (You can see and read more here.) Mason did not seem as reverential as his sister, but that does not mean he dismisses magic or life.
When we visited the Magic Kingdom six years ago, it rained much of the weekend. Mason found life where many of us found disappointment.
Mason likes magic. Unfortunately, I could not find the old photos of “Mason the Magician,” but I found many wonderful memories. In many of the old photos, Mason seems to be looking for something too.
He might become frustrated… and when he does, he expresses himself, but he never stops looking.
even when he was young, he was always searching,
always thinking,
and always expressing himself.
I remember when he was born, his sister held him in her arms at the hospital. She still holds him. I was raised as an only child and I don’t understand their bond, but I love watching it. They love each other in a way that I only imagine… and I imagine it often. I look at my old pictures and dream about it. One day, I might keep looking for more old photos and find the pictures from the day they were both born.
