I spend my time behind the camera. I am the picture taker, the saver of memories. I see things in a way different from Luke and I'm better suited for the job. There are not many pictures of me. A few weeks ago I read a post by Beki and it really got me thinking. There should be more photos of me. When my children are grown they will be a memory... if God decides that I'm leaving early too, they will need them. My pictures of Marie, Josie and Sarah are my most treasured earthly possession. They would treasure photos of me in the same way I think.
Someday perhaps a forty year old Josie will look back and see a laugh line, a crooked smile, a look, and see a bit of herself in me. One day I know Sarah will look back and see me with her big sister Marie. In those photos she will see how I love her, how Marie mattered. What our relationship was. That Marie liked holding my hair too... and in those similarities she will feel a connection to the sister she didn't' get to know like Josie did.
I am going to try to be in more pictures now... because this is our story. I need to be part of it, not just recording it.
March 2009... how Marie and I snuggled before bed every. single. night.