I take pictures of everything and my sorority sister, friend, travel buddy deletes them when I air drop them to her; well those “extra” pictures that I take of everything…
I laugh so hard at her honesty! “Don’t send me all of those pictures,” she gently yells at me. She is so nice about it. She doesn’t like my “artistic pictures.” But, I still send them to her. She can’t make me stop and I don’t want to because I laugh so loud when she tells me to stop. “Your laugh is infectious,” someone stopped to tell me the other day, which makes me wish I could capture that moment, too. She hears what they said, but she still doesn’t want me to send her those moments; her lost and I don’t care what she says. I am always going to send them to her.
In fact, I’m going to send them to her multiple times. And each time I send them, I’m going to tell her I’m “artistic,” so those pictures of cars, the cats, the bird (last week I went to Chicago to visit a special friend and with a little convincing he pulled the car over so I could take a picture of a hawk…. I wanted to get it to help it, but this friend decided to keep driving lol…. they probably figured they needed to make an executive decision 🙄😂) are our special moments. We have moments from literally all over the world and without my extra pictures (in my mind) she might not remember every detail.
So, I’ve decided when I have a moment, I’m going to turn all of those reject pictures that I send (the ones she deletes, but she doesn’t hurt my feelings because I laugh and send them back to her) her into a post card; how cool right? As a matter of fact, I’m going to make her a 12- month calendar, even though we will probably have another trip… OOHHHHHH. I can just focus on the trip from 2018 and this can be something I always do for her. I think she will like it….🙄.My pictures have artistic value and she will need them to help tell her story one day…
I have taken pictures of my moments since I was a young child. I recall that trip to Disney world that my dad took me on when I was in middle school. I had a Polaroid camera. He purchased me many packs of Polaroid 600 film to make sure I had enough film to capture all of my memories. I took pictures of the decorations. I took pictures of us. I took pictures of strangers. I captured it all like I do now. And I still have most of those pictures in a photo album… in my iPhone I have over 7,000 pictures and before the end of this trip and my artistic eye, I will have a lot more that will be rejected by my soror (but who cares, because I’m still sending them…🤷🏽♀️)
Pictures capture everything. My pictures are a part of my puzzle. The pictures that I take carry important stories for me. That picture of the time I use to braid hair in college. Those pictures of me running track and really being horrible in college. That picture of the birth of my son. The picture of my first and third and fourth graduation. The picture of my younger sister. The pictures of my aunts and mom. The picture of my first boyfriend who spent Christmas with us at my aunts house in ninth grade. The picture of my grandmother coloring. I remember that picture so well! I even remember taking the picture of my aunt in an old school DARE shirt (do you remember those shirts?). I have the pictures of us trying to pose and always having that ugly pose…. the one that now you want to shake your head at…
Then you have the picture of that special friend. The picture that makes you smile and become caught up in your feelings. We also have the picture that someone took of you in your most raw moment (get your head out of the gutter…) or even the picture of something you might not even want to remember. Pictures definitely take you back.
The pictures we take help us to remember, and allow us a time to reflect. I love going through my old photo albums (yup!! I have them and I created them), my scrapbooks, and even the pictures in the ⛅️ cloud. They make me laugh, they make me remember how I felt at the time, and they make me see how important it is to live and enjoy life.
As we begin making plans to move forward into the New Years, make memories with family members and friends to help with memories ,and if you are like me be sure to take pictures of everything and airdrop them ALL to your friends and family! I’m sharing my pictures and I hope to see some of yours ❤️
Love Ki O’Shea
#ThisThingCalledLife…I Airdrop All of the Pictures