Lately I’ve come across lots of posts, articles, and declarations about putting your phone down and living in the moment. Be present instead of taking a photo or video! I agree, we should not record an entire concert on our iPad, and we probably shouldn’t have our phones out snapping photos during a wedding. Other than that, I pretty much 100% disagree with this opinion.
I absolutely LOVE capturing moments of my family and my daughter.
I know I have friends on Facebook who probably shake their head every time I upload a batch of photos. Over the holiday season, from Thanksgiving into the new year, I took upwards of 700 photos and I don’t regret it one bit. I’ve never been hit by that rocking feeling that I am missing an inspiring moment because I was snapping photo. I am engaging in the moment and creating the instant memory of it. You know what I wish I had more of? Videos from my daughter as a baby. She is my one and only, and we have no plans to have anymore, so I will never again experience the newness of a little life like that. I have so few videos of that time and as much as my heart and my mind intended on remembering the little moments, it’s just not always true.
Sometime in the last several months, I watched a home video at my in-law’s house. I would venture to say that my mother-in-law feels about the same way that I do in regards to capturing memories, as she too captures lots of photos and events for our family. What I saw that day was a video of my husband as a little boy and his two sisters, dancing around with their dad singing Rocky Top (all very big Vols fans). They currently live in the same house as they did then, but everything was different. This was just a normal day, not Christmas morning or a birthday. Just a moment of fun and laughter and love, and they captured it…and then they shared it with me. I loved it; it made my heart swell watching people who I love so much dancing around 20 years ago. I guarantee you that my mother-in-law does not regret capturing that moment all those years ago now that her babies are grown with their own babies.
On my mom’s side of the family, we are big fans of slideshows. My mom and my aunt can put together some absolutely perfect slideshows that will just wreck your heart (in the best way). A walk down memory lane mashed with the perfect song, wouldn’t happen without the photo to go with it. Am I going to make a slideshow with all 700 photos that I took this holiday season? No, probably not, but some of those photos will come up. Some of them will be cherished for the rest of our life. The fewer I take, the fewer I capture. I never know if that’s going to be the last time I see a family baby crawl across the floor before they walk or if we will all get to be together next year.
My uncle is in a bad way now, and this might have been the last time I will have heard him pick a banjo with his talented fingers, or play music with my whole family. I don’t regret for a moment capturing the happiness on my husband’s face as he got pelted with a snowball. I love looking back on the happiness of family doing normal things, playing a game, talking and cooking, just being together. I relish capturing the sweetness on my daughter’s face when she opens a gift she loves or enjoying her gifts.