For the last few years, I guess since our family photos went digital, I've managed to avoid being photographed very often. It so easy to press delete when you don't like the way your clothes fit or how the camera angle shows off your chin(s). Also we lost a hard drive earlier this year that had all of the photos that I considered acceptable. Since Lil Lou arrived, I've spent a lot of time trying to preserve every waking moment on film-memory card space is probably more accurate. I've also been going through old photos of Alex and myself trying to match up his nose or eyes. It has really started bothering me that I'm not in any of the recent photos. I want Lou to be able to look back at his beginning and see how happy he has made me.
Coincidentally, I clicked a button today that lead me to read about the life of an amazing woman. After a nearly fatal airplane accident that left her with facial burns, she writes about the love that she has in her life, she posts photos of her happy family, and she includes her smiling face.
This really did take a lot of effort but it is only the beginning. Maybe I should have saved this epiphany for my new year's resolution. Oh well, I always have the old stand-by. Stop swearing.