Treasured memories

Today, I saw a picture of my mum looking radiant.

I am happy anytime I see a picture of her. Apart from daily mass, her love for pictures is unmistakable. Maybe not so surprising, considering she always looks amazing in them.

I wish I loved taking pictures. I am shockingly uncomfortable with seeing images of myself. I seldom re-watch any recordings of myself, or go through old pictures.

I started a project on making videos every week to get more comfortable with the camera shooting at me. I was relieved when the project was completed.

I understand the power of captured moments, and the memories they encapsulate for posterity.

I am thankful for treasured memories held in pictures.

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