Only a life lived for others is a life worth while.
– Albert Einstein
If I’m going to be honest, I’ll have to admit that I take a TON of pictures.
Being down here in Mexico it comes close to 200 (or more a week).
Now, that does include pictures little children have taken.
But there’s a reason I cherish all of these pictures.
Reasons for why have a very large selection of saved pictures,
going back to years of a child.
Reasons for the multitude of boxes filled with pictures.
Or scrapbooks stuffed full.
They are memories.
They are stories.
They are reminders.
I long to bring back days in old photographs.
I long to remember the good and the bad that came with them.
I want to hold on to those time,
so I hold on to those pictures.
There’s something more.
Something that a 5×7 print out can’t hold.
The cherished time that was spent before and after that picture was captured.
There’s more to the little moments than a quick snapshot you can save, print, and stash away.
That’s why we need to cherish every moment,
because we can’t capture it all behind a lens.
There is power in those secret moments.
How to hold on.
I’ve come to realize that cherishing the time in the moment
is more satisfying than trying to make sure you see it from behind a lens.
It’s the time you take out of your life,
to live for another.
The effort you put in to forget your own tasks,
and go to someone else.
It’s the passion you take from your own desires,
to love on another.
We don’t need to capture each moment to remember each memory.
The days alone, are memories themselves.
The moments that remain in your heart
are the true memories you cherish,
and not always the ones hung on the wall.
P.S… don’t stop recording your memories, just remember to cherish them all – picture or not.