Today was the first day in many months that I actually felt like taking a photo to record my day. I suppose that makes it a good choice to celebrate having 8 years of my life recorded with a photo of the day.
For most of this year I’ve been taking daily photos because I know I should, not because I’ve ‘wanted to’.
With a new job, a lovely new house, summer on it’s way and the boys all settled, I feel more like myself again. I feel like I want to record things again.
In saying that, I know the photos (that I am mostly yet to post) of this year will be the ones I look back on in years to come to remind myself how far we have come. Photos that will remind me of how strong my beautiful wife is and how trusting and confident my two boys are.
It’s been a long year. I’m exhausted. It’s been a roller coaster, but then again in may ways so have the last 8 years, each in their own way. I often look back on each day in years gone by and smile at how we have recovered from life’s trials and tribulations.
Already I look back on the photos from the start of the year and smile. That in itself is a good sign given the events were so tough at the time.
But I suppose that’s the beauty of having a record of 8 years, time heals even the toughest moments and that leaves just the happy memories.
All of my other milestone days have felt like celebrations, this one just feels like a chance to reset. Focus on what’s important: extra playtime with the boys, an extra bedtime story and a big hug for my amazing S1.