As I type I am in a conversation with a dear friend. We are both documenting our lives in a very similar way. 100 days into this year and I find myself questioning everything, as does my friend.
For me the questions are: Are we boring? Why are most of my pictures of my kids? Is this enough? Did I capture the right moments? Why am I bored?
All of these questions have got me trying to come up with answers and this is all I can figure.
This is not a little project. One with a nifty little check box next to it. This is a commitment. A very weighted commitment as I do not want another year to go by without notice.
This is for me. I typed that line and have erased it twice. I find it selfish. I find it the opposite of who I try to be. But yet it was my whole intention when starting this project, to help me hold on.
A funny thing happens when I focus on that intention. The fear of not doing enough or capturing enough all goes away. It IS all about my kids. My world starts with them right now and 20 years from now, THAT is what I will want to hold. A book full of their faces doing the little things that I will miss.
So I press on with the right intentions.
Just as I finished typing I got up to take a bubble bath and this is what I found. I stopped right there, sat down, and laughed. Took it all in then I captured it so I could relive that laughter again and again. Thankful to be full of purpose again.
