waiting

this is 7/7...not bad. i've saved it for last because i felt like it deserved its own space, its own recognition. this might be my favorite photo so far, even though looking at it still makes me ache inside. this is at one of the creches, and the dynamic between this brother and sister was so touching. he relied completely on her--every moment she stepped out the door he would start crying, and in seconds she would be back, pulling him into her lap. they were waiting for the day to end, to go home--but the look in her eyes, the tilt of her head, makes it seem like she's waiting for much more than just that...waiting for the chance to be able to run around, freely, without responsibility, without having to care for another child--waiting for one second when she can do what she wants, not what her brother needs. there is such patience, again the kind i have never seen with children so young. you have to wonder what's going on in her head, if she is imagining something, somewhere, beyond this room with its bare, bare walls.