It’s funny how some photos take us instantly back in time. In vivid detail like watching the movie of an event in your life, you watch the replay and relive it for just one moment. This doesn’t happen often, in fact, for the most part, my memory often seems rather dismal. But this photo is one of those moments that propelled me back…
The day it was taken was my twins’ Kindergarten graduation. The photo features my oldest son CJ who was 16 at the time with Bugs (who was 6) on his shoulder.
The circumstances surrounding this photo, however, and how it came to be, are not at all what they likely seem…
What you don’t see is that Bugs had had a complete and total meltdown suddenly during the “ceremony”.
You don’t see his inconsolable cries in the middle of a gymnasium floor.
You don’t see the struggle and my sadness in not understanding why he was completely and utterly losing it.
You don’t see that here, on CJ’s shoulders was the only place he seemed to be able to be calm that entire evening.
You won’t find him in any of the group photos from that day… well, none taken during or after the ceremony anyway. And, we never did figure out what caused him to fall apart in the first place, let alone to the extent that he did.
So, while I’m thankful I have this adorable photo of that day for his memory book, I’m also reminded that often we are like this photo.
What everyone around us sees is this part, the wholly incomplete snapshot of one good moment. And I realize just how essential it is to remember that other people’s lives are often the same way, that the perfection of one photo isn’t the essence of their everyday reality.
That there is no perfect, just our best… and praying for grace and wisdom for each challenge that comes our way (more like a cry of “please help” in the moment if I’m honest). I try so hard to make the best of every moment in our family’s lives. I try to see the good in the midst of the hard… but at the end of the day, life happens, we live in reality… and comparing my life to anyone else’s snapshot simply doesn’t even make sense.
If you feel alone today, or unworthy, or imperfect (we all are so very imperfect my friends) and need a reminder about how very much you’re not alone, how very loved you are… please read Psalm 139:1-12.