Like most scrapbookers I am the one behind the camera in our family. It took my husband a long time to get used to the fact that he would have a camera pointed at him, a bit more than he would like, and be asked to smile.
However, my ten year old son loves the camera and requests his photo be taken in this pose and that pose.
Outside of our household I can feel reticent about requesting to take someone’s picture, however much I am wanting to do so.
Last week our family had a major shock. My brother-in-law passed away suddenly. The grief we hold in our hearts immeasurable.
Nick, my husband’s older brother, was truly a lovely man. I happily dropped the in-law bit and saw him as a brother.
Along with a death comes all the formalities, including a funeral. As his parents are still alive the responsibility to organize everything has fallen to them. Obviously, we all want to help in whatever way we can, but nothing we do will ever feel like enough.
But I have found my own way to help.
I take pictures.
Lots of pictures.
Suddenly everyone wants to see my pictures, requesting print outs in different sizes, emails to various family, because we all want to remember Nick.
None of us have as many photos of him as we would have wanted to have. Of course we don’t! Everybody loved him, everyone enjoyed their time with him at this event or on that particular day, but we don’t always have the photos to show for it.
Memories will never be taken from our minds, but now he’s gone, the realization that we can not take another picture is far too real.
I have pictures.
Pictures from Christmas Day, pictures from my wedding, pictures from a barbecue….
I am the girl who takes pictures.
I have found my own particular way to help. I can help others by giving them copies of my photos. Pictures that I have will be going on Nick’s funeral order of service, will be going to his son, will be going to his parents, his brothers and his partner.
I can’t get any of those times back to take more pictures.
What I can do is make sure that I am not reticent about taking photos again. If I hadn’t have taken those photos of Nick, we would have less to show of how much we loved him. By taking his photo on various occasions I hope he knew that he was worth remembering.
My camera is now going to be used so much more. Not just within my house and not just because it’s a birthday, or because it’s the first day of term etc.
My camera will take a picture….
I hope if you’re reading this that you too may grab your camera before a visit to your friends house, your parents, your in laws….
Not for any special reason, other than you care.
Rest in peace Nick.
Love and crafty cuddles,