It seems a little redundant sometimes to share all these Instagram moments when I've already put them out there on social media (and I know a few of you follow along!). I don't know though. I think these posts are something I really do for me. It's so easy to toss a photo online and then never look at it again. It's even easier to get caught up in tough moments or days and forget how truly lucky I am. But this keeps that from happening. Even if it's only a month, a week, or a single day later, looking back on these moments is so meaningful. Some are exciting, and some are more simple, but they're all so full and so good. I've been given more than I deserve.
A lot of people online like to complain about how everything on Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, blogs, etc is curated, and that nothing is ever as good as it seems--and there's merit to that argument. It's also true, though, that the things we deem most worth sharing are also the most worth dwelling on now and remembering in the months and years to come. Someday when my kids look through their mother's old photographs I hope they realize that life wasn't always easy, but I tried to focus on and preserve the simple, happy moments. There is always beauty to be found. Always.