Yesterday afternoon I exhausted hours digging through some old boxes.
Things I moved here to Florida, but hadn’t opened yet.
If I’m being honest, I didn’t open them the last time I moved either.
So I was bored and curious… just what was IN these dusty, old boxes anyway?
I was in for a treat.
I found old report cards, drawings and school work dating back… well, I won’t tell you how far, but it was a LONG time ago.
It was nice that my mom kept these things, if only for me to have a way to sift through them and trigger some old memories years later.
But I also discovered a box of photographs. Ones I took myself. Going all the way back to my high school days. I thought of myself as a bit of a photographer.
Architecture, nature, landscapes, you name it.
And then one time I had a break-in at my house, my camera equipment was stolen, I didn’t have enough funds to replace it… and I guess I gave it up.
I should say I know I gave it up, outside of quick pictures on my phone. But why?
Seeing these photos made me wonder why something that gave me such joy could get tossed aside like that.
When I shared these photos with Karen, she said “You need to start doing this again.”
And I suppose she’s right. (Like most times.)
Life gives us choices, and makes decisions for us sometimes. I never really intended to stop with the photography. How I felt when I saw these photos made that clear.
Are there things in your life that you used to do, that used to give you joy, that you’re not doing anymore? What would it be like to do them again?
Maybe it’s having some time just listening to music.
Or a trip to a museum. Or a lazy day by the lake, casting a line in the water.
Our paths are full of distractions. And sometimes we lose sight of the things that bring us pleasure, or purpose.
For me, I’m going to start a camera search.
What joy will you rekindle for yourself? Maybe you should start digging through the boxes in your life to find out…
Enjoy the rest of your weekend.