My husband wants it for the memories, and while I love all of the sweet moments I will have years from now, the details of the day aren't quite the same in pictures as they are in real life. I won't REALLY remember how it felt to have my nose numb or my ears burning because it was 30 degrees outside. However, through the pictures, I hope that I WILL recall the soft smile I felt when my people linked hands. Or the gleeful sound of my daughter's squeals as she was running down the hill. Or how excited she was when she found the perfect little tree.
I want these pictures to lock away the pride my daughter had when she could put the star on the tree she found all by herself. I want it to bring back her words like a record player down the hall: "Seeeeee Daddy!! I can reach! PLEASE Daddy?? Can we get this one, please, please, please?"
I want to see my people gathered and remember out tradition of getting snacks at the store for the car ride home. How my little car was the ride home for many a trees over our family's history.
I want to remember it all, because the reality is, one day, the traditions will change and then come to an end, and my memories will fade as the years go on. But I don't want to forget any of it.
Until next time,