Today’s blog post is one that I am writing from the heart! I had another post planned to schedule today, but I couldn’t shake this feeling, so I figured I needed to get it out and hopefully someone else likes what I have to say!
Over the weekend, my family and I sat down to watch Coco on blu-ray! My daughters went to the movies to see it with my husband, but I couldn’t make it as I had an event the night that they went! They all came home and talked about how much they loved it, so I knew I would eventually have to see it when it came out on DVD.
So, we all sat on the couch, cuddled and watched this cute, colorful Disney movie!
If you haven’t seen the movie yet, you may want to skip this next paragraph! I don’t want to give any spoilers away!
So, the premise of the story is this sweet kid named Miguel who loves music, but his family doesn’t allow it. They are celebrating a Mexican holiday known as Day of the Dead. After a series of events, he gets stuck in the “land of the dead” and needs the help of his family to get back.
Now, thats not even the big moving part of the story. If you know about this Mexican holiday, there is an ofrenda, where all of the photos of the deceased members are on display, which helps the deceased family members come “home” for the celebration. Unfortunately, theres a whole group of people who’s family hasn’t put their pictures up, which means that they cant cross the bridge to the living, and eventually, they get forgotten. When they are forgotten, they essentially “die again”.
By the end of the movie, I was drenched in tears. It had hit my heart hard. You see, I’ve always shared how I only have a few images of my father, and he’s been gone for almost 14 years. I can’t remember his voice, but I can close my eyes and see those images. I can remember him. And the thought of my father really stuck with me with this movie. I would never want to forget him. But also, as the movie showed, if you are not sharing the deceased members legacy, they will eventually be forgotten as well.
And thats what hit me, because I haven’t really shared much about my father and his death with my daughters. I don’t know why. Possibly because I don’t want to talk to my girls about death. Feeling like taking away their innocence. But, if I don’t tell any of my stories to my daughters, my dad very well would be forgotten when I’m gone. It would be like he never existed.
So, as this blog post stated, this movie reminded me of something important.
Print your images!
I always tell each one of my clients is that these gorgeous images you take will do NOTHING on your computer. They should be printed out and put on the walls. Add them to a photo album. Don’t just leave them on Facebook. As a child who has very few images of her childhood, I’m telling you, your children want to see them. Your children will cherish them one day, because one day, that will be all that they have left of you.
Let me document your legacy! I’m not only doing it for you, I’m doing it for your children and grandchildren too!