The other day, I had the opportunity to take photos for my Aunt and Uncle and their kids and grandkids. I am not a professional photographer. I have to stress this, because I'm not amazing. I only take photos for family and friends on occasion because I enjoy it. What I am, is a memory keeper. And that helps me to see the stories in the photos.
The thing I love about photos that are mine or of people that I love, is that I see things that others don't. For example, in the photo below, you might see two little kids sitting on cement. I see two kids who were just dancing around. I see two cousins who were having the best time together. I see Ryder trying to get Mae's attention. I see snippets of personality.
In this photo, you may see a happy little girl. You may see that the happy face isn't completely in focus. I see Mae, who loves her Poppy. I see the look of pure joy that is on her face even after 10 minutes of doing the same thing. I see a grandpa who indulged her, and although you can't see it, his smile was as bright as hers.
To me, the beautiful thing about taking these photos is the story behind them. It's a story only I can tell. It's my perspective. The photos on their own might not say the same thousand words that I have to say. That's why memory keeping is so important to me.
Next time you look at your photos, ponder on them. Look at them and let your mind wander. Dig a little deeper. What can help you tell the story of that photo more completely? I would love to hear from you how scrapbooking (or memory keeping in any form, really) has changed your perspective.