Last month I wrote about an Abundance of Notebooks. This month I've discovered my Abundance of Photographs.
|an abundance of scrapbooks|
I guess taking a photograph is one way to hold on to something, to preserve it. A way to go back, to experience the joy all over again.
|photos in frames|
And then I think: it's okay. There is enough time and space in the world for everyone. It's good and right that we should all move on.
I don't know what will happen to all my photographs, but I am sure that they have been a huge source of joy for me. And maybe not quite as necessary as they once were? Yes, I can feel myself trusting that these things, these experiences will continue to exist even without photographs as proof.
But still: is there anything more precious than a photograph?
|a new father, my Papa, holding his |
third child/firstborn baby girl - me