This image was on the side of a NYC tour bus. I saw it as I was leaving work tonight. I couldn't capture the entire bus, because I was using my phone. But I'm sure you get the point. LOL.I love taking pictures. Most of my friends can attest to being caught in an unflattering pose or two once I have a camera in my hand. LOL. It's partly because I only have about 7 childhood pictures (my older siblings have even less, so I'm not complaining), but there's a more important reason: I like to think that by taking pictures, I'm helping my friends and loved ones preserve a memory of a certain event, and that long after we're gone, the images will be there for generations to come.
This past summer, it didn't feel like I did much; but I recently went through and looked at all the pictures and realized what an amazing summer it had been. I saw the Murakami exhibit; roadtripped to Philly with someone I'd only met the day before (who ended up also being my travel partner to Brazil); met so many new people; saw my first baseball game live; watched a historic US Open match with two African-American male players; reconnected with an old friend; saw Stevie Wonder live; ate an authentic German meal; helped make history at Habitat for Humanity; roadtripped to DC for carnival; danced my Sunday away at Ft. Greene Park; spent my Labor Day Saturday feeding the homeless; relaxed upstate...and those are just the events I have pictures for!
I also had two major milestones this summer that are just as important even though there are no pictures: I conquered my fear of drowning by going white water rafting, and went after a longtime dream of becoming a firefighter.
I lost my camera during my trip to Brazil, and although I was upset for the first day after it happened, I'm over it now. I'll get another one and continue to take pictures and preserve the memories.