One of the things I've learned over the last 10 years, through all these adventures in memory keeping, is that my camera can be a refuge.
This past week, when I was feeling particularly out of sorts, I grabbed my camera and started photographing details around here. Life as it is. There's something to that for me - something that seeps into the cracks of my sadness and releases it just a bit.
Often it feels like taking a deep cleansing breath. An opportunity to remember the why.
I'm sure some of you out there stop taking photos when times are hard - I know that's happened to me before too. It's easy to not see anything good in the midst of challenges and struggles that can sometimes be consuming.
Picking up the camera and seeing the little details is good for my heart. It's a challenge, a distraction, and a focus on a practice I love.
It doesn't change any of the other real things that are happening, but it brings me back to the goodness, the positive, the fullness, the life still moving on all around me.
I hope you had a chance to pick up your camera this past weekend and I hope you captured some images that remind you just how totally amazing life is.