silver linings
April 19, 2015 § 2 Comments
In each loss the sad pieces are made bearable by beauty we cannot always see until life moves us out of our own way. Yesterday’s loss was unbearable, my mind snagged on each irretrievable image in a miserable goodbye until my daughter held my attention with kindness enough to invite perspective.
Mom, we still have each other and we can always make new memories.
The most important of my blessings cannot be measured in print. Photographs and words are poor substitutes for my children’s company.
I cannot undo what is lost, but I will be more responsible in my guardianship of technology in the future. I was lazy in my use and ignorant in my application. I will be more intentional in my care.
My truth is, I hoarded excessive images; hastily snapped photographs of fleeting importance. There were other images too structured in their effort. Moments of life interrupted for forced documentation; we were here. Among the thousands of images I lost, there are very few I can’t imagine living without.
For all my minimalist tendencies, the unseen space of my unprinted photographs and unshared words were stashed in the darkest most cluttered corners of appreciation. So much joy shuffled out of sight, marginalized in my priorities.
Sometimes we have to lose something of value to recognize the value of change and be more intentional in our actions.
scribblechic 
Hi Marie,
I made an announcement on my blog, I’m telling you as you are one of the ones that I refer to. And thank you.
I’ve been absent among my words, but I look forward to reading yours. I’ll pop over for a peek.