from the desk of: Veronica
My dear friend’s grandfather recently passed away, and at the visitation this morning, we gravitated to the pictures. Hundreds and hundreds of pictures of him, his wife, his children, his grandchildren, and his great-grandchildren. The room was filled with pictures of him at every stage in life. We pointed out certain pictures, laughing at the stories they conjured. We smiled at the pictures of his youth. We covered the mouth and saw my friend certainly did have his eyes, then covered his eyes and saw the mouth and nose belonged to one of his cousins. We smiled, and sighed, and thought, and remembered.
It’s in moments like these that I remember what a gift photography truly is. The pictures I take of my girls every single day are most certainly for me, so I can look back and smile and cry and remember their youth. They are also a gift for my girls, who will show them to their own spouses and children to tell them all about the people they were once upon a time. They are also a gift for my children’s children, and their children, and their children, who will one day look through them with love and amazement and wistfulness.
(That’s my little girl in the picture, by the way)
Get portraits taken. Take photos often — whether on a fancy camera, a not-so-fancy camera, or your phone. Make time stand still whenever you can. Sure, you’ll remember your life without photographs, but you’ll remember so much more with them. Every picture you take is a gift to yourself, but also to future generations of your family. Capture all the love you can. And remember to tell the people you love that you love them.