Life. Moves. On.
|Posted on July 24, 2017 at 12:50 PM|
I've always been fascinated by photography. When I was a kid, I'd carry around a disposable camera and sometimes my mom would print 15/30 blank photos. When I got into middle and high school, I carried around a camera and took photos with classmates almost everyday. I've created 65+ scrapbooks for myself and for others. Growing up, my mom used photos of us as a way to share with her family overseas how we've changed and have grown. Today, they thankfully "keep up" with me through my Instagram photos. A few years ago, when I was in a weird place in my life, I realized that I had few pictures of myself. I had so many photos of others and their memories, not realizing at the time that no one was taking photos of me. This made me extremely sad because one day when I look back like I do on photos I have now, I want to remember these moments that have shaped me from who I was then till now. I want to remember places, because though you can't see what someone feels inside all the time, a photo can trigger a memory- how I felt that day, where I was in my life, etc. I promised myself from then on, I'd capture everything- the good, the bad, the ugly. It doesn't matter what people think or if they know what's going on behind that photo...all that matters is that you know. Life is short and sometimes all we have to share our stories is photos. Capture everything.
The crazy thing about adventures is that you never know when parts of your heart will spontaneously burst out your heart and stay behind.