When my kids were younger, I took thousands of photos. I have pictures of my family at home, on vacation and enjoying various activities. They are all neatly stored in physical or online albums. Periodically, my kids and I like to go through the photos to reminisce. On one of those occasions, my son repeatedly flipped through our stack of albums and asked, “Why aren’t you in any of the photos?”
I grabbed the albums and found out he was right. If you looked at our family photos, you’d think my wife was a single mother.
I’ve always loved photography and having children gave me an excuse to buy new equipment and lots of film (yes, I was a film guy). I was always the designated photographer for all family events. When people suggested that I get in the photo, I brushed them off because I was usually disappointed by their photos. They were blurry or crooked or tarnished by someone’s eyes being closed.
At the time, I didn’t realize that my desire for control was cheating my family out of precious memories…(Read the rest of the article in Your Teen Mag)