you miss 100% of When I saw this little saying, probably on Pinterest (that wondrous waster of time, feeder of insomniacs everywhere)  it made me stop and think.

It's such a simple truth, such an obvious thing...  but a powerful one, as well.  I love making photos, capturing precious little pieces of life with my cameras, so that you (or I) can hold them in hand, show friends, post on facebook or the twittersphere, or wherever you choose to stay in contact with your peeps.  The big events in our lives often are turned into beautiful albums, or hung on the walls of our homes. But the little events are important too... the kids learning to ride their bikes, playing in the sprinkler, making snowmen, waiting for the school bus... Your Mom as she bakes cupcakes, tries on a new dress, opens a birthday gift... your Dad as he washes the car, reads his Bible, or works in the garden.  These are the days you'll want to remember, as their sweetness grows even better ten, twenty, forty years down the road.  I have photos of my now-grown children, my parents, my brother, doing normal everyday things, that are so precious to me now, and at the time, I thought I was just practicing with my camera.  What I was actually doing was keeping their toothless baby smiles, their enjoyment of a day at the amusement park, their helpful attitude as they 'worked' alongside their Dad, a fresher memory for me, for them, for their children, and eventually their children's children.  A tiny little slice of time, preserved, to be enjoyed and shared again.

That is why we make pictures. To be able to come back to that memory, whether to share it with someone, or just to smile again, and relive that little moment.