Have you have you ever had that moment where you find another broken thing in your house and throw arms up in the air thinking “UGH. I just can’t have nice things!!”
Yeah, that was me recently.
Confession: I spend a lot of time complaining about my house, it’s a really bad habit. I complain about the size. I complain about the mess. I complain about the broken stuff.
I complain A LOT.
To be honest, other than acknowledging the fact that it provides my family shelter, I don’t have many nice things to say about it. I actually don’t have many nice things to say about most of the things in my house.
Learning to appreciate what I have is something that I’m actively working on, maybe you are too, but the thing is (basically my point to all of this) I don’t let it hold me back from documenting my life.
And dear friend, I don't think you should either.
Okay, yeah, maybe that was a little forward but hey, I’m your friend and friends tell you the truth. The truth is: We’re letting aesthetics get in the way of what truly matters.
Flashing back to my adult tantrum, I was in a mood that day. I woke up that morning noticing all the things that were broken and are in need of fixing around the house. I even made my usual “Ugh, I can’t wait until we can get a new house” comment to my husband.
It was just one of those days.
The day carried on and my attitude didn’t improve. It was about noon when Ameera asked if she could take the dog outside to go potty. Begrudgingly, I got her all bundled up and opened the door to let them be outside for a few minutes. That’s when I noticed the blinds had fallen by the door. It looked exactly how I felt: broken down and tired.
But then I noticed something else. The blinds, though sad and tired looking, were pointing at my daughter.
Funny story, those blinds were broken the day we came home from the hospital with her. Probably also one of my first blame-it-on-the-kids-we-can’t-have-nice-things moment. Now here they are almost 4 years later, still broken but more valuable than ever before reminding me of something I had forgotten that day.
My children are my nice things.
Your children are your nice things and, friend, they are as nice as it comes.
Documentary Family Photos are not about your house, it’s about the story your house tells. Your mess tells your kids that you wanted to spend time with them. The patches and crayon portraits on the walls tells them that there are more important things to worry about. The broken blinds and scratched up couch tells them that just because something is broken in appearance doesn't mean it’s not useful. The whole picture, the mess, patches, broken objects all together it tells the story that they were the most deserving of your time, your efforts and your finances.
It tells them that they are your nice things.
Your family photos are about your success, hard work and the love your family shares. It's not about competition or being worried about what the world will think. The people that matter most won't care about the aesthetics, they will look beyond it and see the story.
What story are you leaving behind?
Koren Smith Photography is a Documentary Family Photographer based in Bellevue, NE. She specializes in taking natural, unprompted, and unposed photos centered around your family's unique life experiences. From birth to teens, she's focused on documenting your family's real-life moments every step of the way.
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