Growing up, my parents did not take a lot of pictures of me or my siblings. My parents were not well off, and the only
camera we had was a Polaroid Instamatic, for which the film cartridges were
expensive. Picture taking was saved for
birthdays and Christmas, Halloween and Thanksgiving. There are huge gaps in the photo
documentation of my life. How sad is it
to know that all of my childhood photos can fit in a single shoebox? Has this happened to you?
Today we have access to so much more technology…from digital cameras, to camera phones
and tablet computers. Picture taking has
taken on a new life in the 21st century…more information is shared
now in real time than ever before.
With the rise of social media sites such as Facebook and Twitter, companies have created new ways to share those photos with those in your media circle.
With the rise of social media sites such as Facebook and Twitter, companies have created new ways to share those photos with those in your media circle.
I am a
mom to an only son. I have taken more
photos than I care to admit to. Have I
gone to the opposite extreme…compensating for my parents’ shortcoming in my
pictures? I don’t think so…and here’s
why:
Life isn't just about special moments…birthdays, a holiday celebration, a job well
done. Life is about the little
things…things that happen every day.
Documenting what my son’s favorite book is at the time, the length of
his hair, a lost tooth…all of these things are important in defining who he
is. I want to capture what is happening
in his life while it’s happening. I want
him to look at photos of himself later on in life and remember what his typical
day was like. What his favorite color
was in 3rd grade. Who his
science partner was for dissecting his 1st worm. He enjoys looking through his scrapbook
albums now, remembering the details of his life, laughing at the goofy poses he
struck, smiling as he recalls events in his life. This is important to him.
It is also important for me, too. As the mom
of an only child, I realize that someday when I’m gone, these pictures will
hold so much meaning for my son. I
choose to tell my story, his story, through those pictures. Are you telling your story?
So, the next time you think of it, go grab your camera.
Start taking photos of everyday things…the flowers blooming in your
garden, the woodpecker at your bird feeder, your child running through the
sprinkler. Start documenting elements
that define who you are…and start telling your story through pictures.
*Christy Schimanski is owner and Chief Creative Officer of Just Scrappin’ Happy, a
scrapbook company specializing in scrapbook page kits, mini album kits, and
handcrafted page embellishments. In her
spare time, she loves to spend time with her husband, son, and their golden
retriever, Jake. She shares her love of
photos and scrapbooking with other photo enthusiasts and teaches classes at her
local scrapbook store. You can find her
at www.justscrappinhappy.blogspot.com
I so agree with you, Christy. Life is about everyday moments. I want to remember the time that my daughter decided to make her own spa out of a muddy patch in the backyard or the time my son duct taped a box to a skateboard, put on a helmet and hopped in. Memories fade. Its so important to take photos of those everyday moments (and tell your stories alongside of them!) so you can look back and remember and enjoy. After all, isn't that what life is all about?!
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