There were heaps of snow still piled on the sidewalks, but people were running around in T-Shirts. It was like the apocalypse. NY has been seeing a brutal winter, but the day of our session turned out to be a record breaking 70 degrees. Although, it wasn’t the sunshine that day that was keeping me warm. It was the family I spent the afternoon with.
Stepping over the threshold of their apartment door, the havoc of the streets of NY fell silent. The environment felt so serene and warm-hearted. Being in their home felt like one big, giant hug. Looking around you could see life happening everywhere. In every corner of their home there was a space to create, a space to dream and explore.
They didn’t just encourage their children to imagine, they got into their imagined world with them. They crawled right into the forts made of chairs and flower pots and buckled their seat belts for their trip to Bangladesh.
I left their home with such a pep in my step. Getting to spend the afternoon in their world felt like it should have been wrapped in a big, red bow.