I’ve been carrying my camera with me this month. I SWEAR it. But there are moments that I’ve missed shooting. Seconds that I know would’ve made the perfect shot, would’ve been so beautiful or funny or just perfect in the camera, printed on the way, anywhere. But my camera was across the room or in my car or sitting on my desk. It was anywhere except for where I needed it to be in that second.
So in honor of those moments lost, I wanted to share with you the pictures that I didn’t take, the moments I missed with my camera. And maybe by putting the seconds into words, I’ll remember them that much sharper.
- At the kids’ school, they go to chapel every Tuesday with sweet Bible stories and lessons about kindness and love. It’s a sweet twenty minutes, and I love the messages, so I try to go when I can. This Tuesday, Julia sat next to me, and listened in her still and quiet way. And when it was time to pray, she folded her hands and closed her eyes in some moments of genuine toddler prayer. *Cue the melting heart.
- In another preschool moment, I helped out at school and filled in for a teacher earlier this month. Max didn’t love the transition of having mommy close but not close enough. When I was with the bigger kids on the playground, Max would stand at the open window of his classroom, one arm and part of his face pressed through a crack in the open window. It broke my heart every morning, but I love he loves me.
- He loves me so much he wants to give me kisses through the shower door. And while I didn’t capture that second with my Nikon, I did grab my iPhone in time to get the picture above. It might be the most smile-inducing photo ever.
- My kids spent nap time the other day playing fire fighters together. I could’ve gotten my camera and caught the moment, but they were playing so well, and the giggles were so amazing that I couldn’t interrupt.
- Jason, the husband, has spent the last week repainting a townhouse across town. He finally needed help this weekend as he precariously balanced the ladder steep steps to cut in at the top of a staircase. I was holding tight to the bottom of the ladder, so I didn’t take any photos, but I wish I’d had a document of how scary a moment can be.
What moments have you wished you had your camera? Share them here? I want to hear all about it.