A New Perspective

I am almost always the person BEHIND the camera. Just ask Jake. He recently discovered that I have over 26,000 pictures on our computer. Obsessive? Maybe. I prefer to think of it as perserving our family's history. Our memories. Our life. BUT, I read about this idea about a month ago, and it struck me square in the face that something needed to change. That something is this. You see, growing up, my mom suffered the same thing: we are hardly EVER in any pictures. ESPECIALLY with our children. It's not because we don't love them and it's not because we don't love ourselves, it's just either we don't take the time to hand someone else the camera OR we are too critical about how we may appear or look. Our hair might not be cute, our make-up not on, our clothes a little bit disheveled or our situation not perfect. Well, I'm throwing all of that out the window. Should anything ever happen to me, I want my children to have a history of their mother with all her imperfections and quirks. I want the love that we share so deeply translated from our hearts to our pictures. So starting this month, I'm taking a picture with my children each month. I'm going to worry a little less about how I may look in the picture to how I will feel having that picture. So, here is my first one. Me and my sweet Piepie. We were having some serious family fun this night on our bed. And you know what, it felt good handing over that camera.