Several months ago I read an article about a woman who lost her mother and in going through the family photos to make an album of memories, she realized that her mother had, over the course of her lifetime, shied away from the camera.
She took the pictures.
She was never in them.
As someone who has avoided the camera most of her life this article hit me . . . hard.
While I don’t think I’m photogenic and I hate posing for pictures, my personal feelings don’t matter compared to the risk that my children could face the same sad situation or the article writer.
I don’t want to be a ghost. I don’t want to deny them memories because of my own prejudice against the camera lens.
And I also want to give them these memories in actual albums.
In this day of camera on cell phones and Facebook albums, I’m starting to see that the days of a family album of actual pictures are becoming a thing of the past. I have to say that saddens me a little. Some of the fondest times I have is remembering looking through the old family albums. Seeing all the pictures that my grandparents took when they were first married of their road trips or just everyday life.
I’ve been trying to keep up with making an album for each of my children for each year, but I have to admit that I’m far behind. It’s my goal now, though, to get each book caught up and printed. It will be expensive, but it will be worth it.
Do you guys have albums? Are you one of those who shy away from the camera? How do you get past it?