When I was first diagnosed, I kept thinking about all of the things I wanted to do before I died.
I was clearly not in the best place at that time.
A lot of them were vacations I wanted to take, people I needed to forgive and people I wanted to forgive me. Mostly, I was bummed that I had taken so few pictures WITH my family.
I couldn't get past the fact that if I were to die tomorrow, my kids would have so few pictures of me with them.
I take at least 50 pictures of my kids per week, but obviously I'm not in them.
I'm adamant now about Eric including me in pictures.
Memories, unfortunately fade after awhile. I don't want to be forgotten.
I want my fabulous family to know how much they're loved and to see in photos how happy they make me.
I love that this is one thing on my bucket list that I can easily accomplish.
Have a great weekend!