No Nikon required

Today was the Mothers Day Celebration at Eric's school. We gathered in the fellowship hall to watch the kiddos sing some songs for us, and I whipped out my camera. I darn near had a panic attack when I turned on the camera/videocamera and there was no power. None. A big event and no photos or video? A catastrophe.

Or maybe not. It occurred to me at that moment that perhaps it was a blessing in disguise. Sometimes I worry that I watch too many events through a viewfinder. So, I put the camera back in its case, got comfy in my chair, and watched. With no camera.

And you know what? I did not need that camera because I will remember those songs even though there is no photographic proof of it.

I will remember watching Eric up there on stage with his classmates, wearing Mickey Mouse ears, singing songs and making hand motions.

I will remember him standing up there and winking at me while he was supposed to be singing.

I will remember how he was only half-way paying attention to what was coming out of his mouth because he was more interested in watching the crowd.

I will remember that cheesey smile he gave the room after Ms. Marie told the kids to smile for the parents and their cameras.

I will remember it all. No Nikon required. Maybe just a little bit of Kleenex.