This weekend was a whirlwind. Ninjette went trick-or-treating with some friends in Brookline and it was quite the experience! I had never seen a street shut down and hundreds of families swarming from house to house for candy. It was a sight. The coolest part of the experience for me was going to the JFK birth house and seeing a bit of history. In the busyness of it all, I forgot to take pictures of the kids in costume.
Saturday was filled with more time with friends and shoe shopping for upcoming wedding. I have to applaud my husband for enduring nearly 2 hours of me trying on all sorts of shoes. In the busyness of it all, I forgot to take pictures of the kids putting on temporary tattoos in the middle of dim sum, our friend blowing out the candles to his beautiful cake, and the general capturing of sheer delight in playing together with friends.
Today, we woke up to a time change and snow. While the snow came down, I was too busy making sure all the Sunday School teachers were prepped, rehearsing my storytelling skills for an audience of 1-6 year olds, dancing with the kids to songs about Jesus, and running errands for the people that were coming over for dinner. I forgot to take a picture of the first snow fall.
As a writer, blogger, and social media lover, I tend to frame my world in Instagram shots, tweets, and shared Facebook status updates. A picture or video is important and helps me to shape those things to the public eye. However, there are moments that I am too involved in life that I forget to bring out my phone and take a picture. Most of the time, it’s not a big deal. Other times, though, I feel like I missed out. There are moments that I want to capture for myself. Moments that I want to replay over and over so I can treasure it after it has passed. I don’t want to forget them – I almost want to stop time and somehow preserve it.
There were a lot of moments this past weekend that I wished I had captured because I wanted to preserve them forever. I want to continue to revel in the joys of decade long friendships, the laughter of children as I shed my adult-ness and boogie down with them, and the life milestones that will be the foundations of childhood memories for my daughter.
So today, I use my words to paint the picture that I was too busy to take. Because of the snow, though, I will leave you with a picture from summer that I was looking at a lot today. I’m still having summer dreams…
