Post The Picture, Or Not--I Mean, How Can I Not...?

 Social media's a strange animal. It's a place to brag, to complain, to share news whether or not anyone wants to hear it. It's like being able to produce a Family Christmas Letter every day of the year.

Some are more prolific than others.

I access social media more than some, but definitely not more than others. I'd like to think I'm striking a proper balance...not too much, not too little. Because I post something every day, I see things every day. I see friends post pictures of their vacations, their kids as they head off to school dances, their pets, their kids at graduations, even what food they eat. 

I'm guilty of doing the same (except for the school proms pictures...).

I try to limit what I post. I could post more, and I could post less. The other day we had the family over and I snapped a photo of our grandson. Now, I could post pictures of that little treasure all day long. For us, he's the greatest thing--even surpassing sliced bread. Because I've seen friends post pictures of their grandchildren, I know why they do it and I understand the desire to get those adorable pictures out there.

But, should I be posting those pictures?

I could ask the same question of other things. Should I post pictures of my family at the beach when many people would love to go to the beach and are unable to do so? Should I post pictures of my kids and now grandkid when others would love to have children and grandchildren in their lives and are unable to do so? I've thought about this a lot, especially when I see photos of friends on vacations I'd love to visit, or at concerts I'd love to attend. I'm happy for them--I really am. It's fun to see my friends having a good time.

The picture was adorable, baby asleep aside some apples. It's one of billions of photos posted that day. But for us, it's so much more than a photo...so much more. How can I not post it? 

Exactly.

Thanks KUTV For Posting My Little Picture...A Picture I Almost Missed

 I work in an eastern-facing office. I've been in this office for almost a year and because I clock in before the sun rises, I get to see many many sunrises. So, during the past year I sometimes get a sense of when a morning might become something special.

I thought this morning might be just such a morning...

Turns out, I was right.

But, I almost missed it.

The thing about sunrises is, they're fleeting. They don't stick around. Sure, you have several minutes of color, but that peak moment of pure brilliance can only last a few seconds, depending on the particular sunrise.

This morning, I saw the clouds as dawn drew near, but then I went to work. And I forgot about the sunrise. I started to organize my day--got into that rhythm that allows me to do the same thing for ten straight hours. I can't believe that while working, I didn't glance slightly to the left and look out the window, because when I finally did, what I saw took my breath away.

It was one of those special displays, one that doesn't come around very often. I snapped some pictures, then I took my phone outside and took a few more. I rarely do this, but I thought the picture good enough to send it into KUTV, one of our local TV stations, and that's what I did. The station posted my little picture on their site. Truth be told, the photo didn't come near doing what I saw this morning justice.

It surprised me that I almost missed the sunrise. Let that be a lesson to me...I should take time to look around more, be more away of the beauty that's there...

Or that's coming.