This post may be born out of guilt. Maybe I just want to excuse myself for something that I've been self-conscious about for awhile. You see, I'm not great a taking pictures of our life events. Lately, I've decided that I enjoy vacations and family gatherings more if I participate and savor the moment rather than trying to document everything. There is, however, the point that without pictures to remember them, the memories muddy and fade away.
I have some people in my life who are great about taking pictures. I admit that I count on them being there to take pictures for me. When they aren't and I think, "I have to take pictures", they often end up looking like this:
I took the picture, trying to capture the magic and fun of the morning, but, yeah, I'm never going to be in love with this picture.
This morning though, I realized that some of my favorite pictures in the whole world, are the ones I took because I pause and think, "This is magic. I want to keep this forever." It isn't forced. It isn't planned or expected. It just happens. I'm so glad that I've taken some of these pictures, the ones that matter because they captured something truly special. Here are some documenting my two oldest daughters' relationship:
And the thing that is so great about these pictures is that they tell a story, and you know I'm all about that.
So no more guilt. I do take the important pictures.
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