I’ve been taking LOTS of pictures of my kids. I’ve been capturing LOTS of video of them singing, eating, arguing, and laughing. I’ve been soaking in the strangely clear reality that you’ll never get back the minute that has just passed. That it’s a waste of time to bury your face in a magazine and say, “uhuh,” when your toddler says, “look, mama, look what I can do.” That it’s not absurd to document your children’s voices with a voice recorder going at the breakfast table. That it’s worth the time it takes to charge your camera and have it at the ready for a spontaneous outburst of Solid Gold dancing from your three year old. For someone who has to fight to find the meaningfulness in the mundane, these are lofty aspirations. But it’s like that one song says…”don’t know what you got ’til it’s gone.” Perhaps the melodrama […]