Each year our children get a bound photo scrapbook. For the kids it is a trip down memory lane, a visual representation of growth, and most importantly a keepsake for years to come. My husband and I love the books for all that it represents, family.
However, as I flip through the carefully laid out pages, there is often one family member absent. Page after page turned with perhaps only a shadow. Me. I am but little glimpses of light, a ray of being. Recently as I downloaded over 100 vacations photos, my spirit in all, but body in less than 10.
My pledge is to get out from behind the lens. Live life a little and get captured doing so.