Slice of Life: Could Facebook Have Saved a Mom Like Me?
This morning I decided I would find a picture of my kids with Santa when they were little and make it my Facebook profile page. I was sure there was an ornament hanging on the Christmas tree with their picture, but for the life of me I couldn't locate it. Searching from top to bottom and side to side, the picture was nowhere to be found amongst the twinkling lights and pine needle branches. I decided I'd have to go into my old photos to locate a picture. That's no easy task, of course. Where should I begin? Do I start in the shoeboxes full of pictures I collected over the years as I hurriedly developed film and then threw the photos into a box I was sure I'd scrapbook someday? Which box is most likely to have a picture from Christmas past?
Sorting and using past pictures of my kids is always a challenge. Their lives in photos are trapped between shoeboxes, old computers, and phones. They grew up during the transition to digital photography as we moved from a film camera, to a digital camera, to a phone that would snap photos anywhere. As we closed the door on one century and moved into another, our lives were busy. We were racing from home to school to events. We were squeezing in family dinners, homework, and bedtime stories. We'd stuff pictures still in their envelopes in boxes for storage. As my kids got older, more and more pictures were taken digitally and stored on whatever device we were using at the time. As we moved to new computers, their photographs didn't always easily move into the new technology.
Going into the bedroom I reached under the bed and pulled out four boxes of mixed up photos. It was most likely a Christmas photo with Santa would be in the physical photos since the best ones would have been taken with our old film camera when the kids were quite young. My only chance of accomplishing this quickly was if there was a photo in my daughter's box I had sorted to scrapbook as she graduated from high school a few years ago. I crossed my fingers and tried not be distracted by the impulse to just sit and look through the pictures.
I must admit I'm a bit jealous of all of my friends who will raise children in the Facebook age. As they document their children growing up these photos will easily be chronologically sorted as teeth fall out, bikes transition from four wheels to two, family events are celebrated with grandparents and great grandparents, big plays are celebrated in sporting events, dresses and suits are put on for dances, awards are won, and smiles are captured. We can shake our heads at all of this technology and the way we put too much of our lives out for the world to see, but I would love to be able to scroll back through Facebook to see the significant events that shaped our lives together. I'd love to be able to click 1995 and scroll through the first year our youngest daughter joined our family. I'd give anything to be able to click 1997 and look at pictures of our family's Christmas with my grandparents. I'd smile over photos of my kids sitting on their grandma's lap with a Coke can I'm sure I didn't approve.
Reaching into the large black box, a section labeled "Christmas" caught my attention. Flipping through the photos I find a picture of the the kids when Santa visited our house. Our oldest looks to be about ten. I'm sure she was thrilled to have Santa sitting right in our living room. Our youngest, likely around four years old, is hugging a stocking for all it is worth. I'm guessing she thinks Santa might decide to take it back. My son, smiles for the camera because best behavior is required when Santa is in the house. It's not the photo I was looking for today, but it will certainly work for the task at hand.
Facebook might have saved a disorganized mom like me. Instead of going to dig in a box with photographs scattered about, I could just click a year and the photo would be waiting for me right there. Facebook might have allowed me capture the little moments in our lives that seem forgotten as we hurried through our days while organizing the moments for me. To all my friends raising families in the Facebook age, grab your phone to catch the moments, the smiles, the celebrations as you race breathlessly through these days which sometimes seem long, but will later seem like a blink of the eye.
Today I am joining the Slice of Life Challenge hosted at Two Writing Teachers. Stop by today's link up and join the conversation.
Sorting and using past pictures of my kids is always a challenge. Their lives in photos are trapped between shoeboxes, old computers, and phones. They grew up during the transition to digital photography as we moved from a film camera, to a digital camera, to a phone that would snap photos anywhere. As we closed the door on one century and moved into another, our lives were busy. We were racing from home to school to events. We were squeezing in family dinners, homework, and bedtime stories. We'd stuff pictures still in their envelopes in boxes for storage. As my kids got older, more and more pictures were taken digitally and stored on whatever device we were using at the time. As we moved to new computers, their photographs didn't always easily move into the new technology.
Going into the bedroom I reached under the bed and pulled out four boxes of mixed up photos. It was most likely a Christmas photo with Santa would be in the physical photos since the best ones would have been taken with our old film camera when the kids were quite young. My only chance of accomplishing this quickly was if there was a photo in my daughter's box I had sorted to scrapbook as she graduated from high school a few years ago. I crossed my fingers and tried not be distracted by the impulse to just sit and look through the pictures.
I must admit I'm a bit jealous of all of my friends who will raise children in the Facebook age. As they document their children growing up these photos will easily be chronologically sorted as teeth fall out, bikes transition from four wheels to two, family events are celebrated with grandparents and great grandparents, big plays are celebrated in sporting events, dresses and suits are put on for dances, awards are won, and smiles are captured. We can shake our heads at all of this technology and the way we put too much of our lives out for the world to see, but I would love to be able to scroll back through Facebook to see the significant events that shaped our lives together. I'd love to be able to click 1995 and scroll through the first year our youngest daughter joined our family. I'd give anything to be able to click 1997 and look at pictures of our family's Christmas with my grandparents. I'd smile over photos of my kids sitting on their grandma's lap with a Coke can I'm sure I didn't approve.
Reaching into the large black box, a section labeled "Christmas" caught my attention. Flipping through the photos I find a picture of the the kids when Santa visited our house. Our oldest looks to be about ten. I'm sure she was thrilled to have Santa sitting right in our living room. Our youngest, likely around four years old, is hugging a stocking for all it is worth. I'm guessing she thinks Santa might decide to take it back. My son, smiles for the camera because best behavior is required when Santa is in the house. It's not the photo I was looking for today, but it will certainly work for the task at hand.
Facebook might have saved a disorganized mom like me. Instead of going to dig in a box with photographs scattered about, I could just click a year and the photo would be waiting for me right there. Facebook might have allowed me capture the little moments in our lives that seem forgotten as we hurried through our days while organizing the moments for me. To all my friends raising families in the Facebook age, grab your phone to catch the moments, the smiles, the celebrations as you race breathlessly through these days which sometimes seem long, but will later seem like a blink of the eye.
Today I am joining the Slice of Life Challenge hosted at Two Writing Teachers. Stop by today's link up and join the conversation.
One of the tasks mom has suggested for my time at home is going through a gigantic box of photos...
ReplyDeleteFacebook might have saved you some work. ;0). I'm glad I am not the only one with a giant box of photos.
DeleteI kept scrapbooks for years, and now I've organized the rest into sacks with year labels, and finally on to IPhoto. But what to do with it all, and I'm not counting the boxes full of older photos from both mine and my husband's family? It's also rather hard to look at the older years, so many memories. You're right, FB is a huge help! I'll tell my daughter! I love that you found a picture, and love seeing those young faces, caught in a wonder of an evening with Santa. Merry Christmas, Cathy.
ReplyDeleteOh Cathy....I never think of you as disorganized. I love this picture as it reminds me of when I had saved those two little kittens years ago and Jeff so graciously said your family would love to adopt them. I think it was a couple of years later though...but little Cassie's face in this picture just brought ta=hat memory to me. I agree....it would have been wonderful to have Facebook available to record our lives when we were younger...but I, too, must be satisfied with the shoeboxes of curled pictures from years ago. ( I have been scanning them though! Merry Christmas to you and your family!
ReplyDeleteFacebook will be a great way to archive photos. I also make a DVD of my photo in iPhoto each year for my kids. That way they will have them year by year. Love your youngest in that shot!
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas
Clare
I was so good about making photo albums when my kids were growing up. I'm afraid that in the digital age, technology may fail and all will be lost. As it is, a computer only lasts a few years, right? I have started using the Walgreens app to print my favorite pictures. Somehow a picture in my hand is better than one saved on Facebook.
ReplyDeleteI loved this! It will be very helpful for families!
ReplyDeleteSince changing to a digital camera, I have fallen behind on the albums!
I like the idea that Clare shares above.