I like being alive.
I like reminding myself that my life is full of very, very good things.
I like that pictures make me see my life at a single moment, capturing details I didn’t necessarily intend, but that become part of the treasure when I look later.
This week, I intentionally kept my camera a little closer. Just for fun. Just to see what I capture.
And as much as I like pictures that capture big milestones….
those moments are generally easy to remember.
I like photographing moments that might otherwise be forgotten.
I like how my kids remind me to cherish those little glances.
Those little giggles.
Those little teeth that poke out from little gums.
Time changes little people so fast.
I like how my little people help me slow down long enough to remind myself, “Hey, I like (most of) these little moments that make up my life.”
My house is messy.
Things are crazy.
But my 3 year old who squeals with delight when I tell her yes, she can help me make a smoothie (for the 10th day in a row) will one day be a freshman in college,
or at her first day at a new job,
So when I can, I’m going to slow down just a tiny bit.
Long enough, at least, to take a picture.