I take a lot of pictures ("too many," say some).
There are two primary reasons.
1. I'm often fatigued and pulled in several directions by children, work, students...my own thoughts...LIFE. When I take pictures I have the impression that I can, in a small way, capture a moment that I know I'm not fully experiencing.
2. As an HSP, certain situations feel overwhelming. My brain is flooded by smells, colors, emotions, facial expressions, etc. Pictures are more manageable "chunks" that I can digest.
Lately I've been thinking about situations that can't be fit inside a "Kodak Moment."
The other night our cousins from Delaware met us at the local drive-in theater. The entire experience was new to J, our youngest. In the dark he was drawn to the screen..."It's soooo big!"
The sky looked big too. And full of bright stars. The smaller cousins munched happily on popcorn and pizza while they whacked at bugs with electrified swatters that K & S brought back from their vacation on the Island of St. John. The trees around us were filled with flashing lightening bugs.
It was a beautiful, magical moment with a scope (and lighting) impossible to capture with my camera.
I was so grateful for the invitation to the movies. Our oldest son's best friend, a high school freshman, had passed away that morning after a long, arduous battle with leukemia and ideopathic lung disease.
Today the entire football team walked from school to the funeral home dressed in their purple and white jerseys. Before they left the locker room they made a movie for Nick's family, taking turns sharing memories of their teammate and saying "good-bye" one by one.
I couldn't go into the calling hours myself. I had a sense that I would feel overwhelmed by strong emotions from others in the room. I want to remember Nick in his "restored" body, handsome, athletic, smiling.
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