A Modern Day Struggle: Sharing vs. Keeping Memories
I saw this quote from the olive tree on Pinterest the other day and I have had a hard time getting it out of my head since then. While I love to snap photos and share them on Instagram and Facebook, I am torn because some of my favorite moments are when I’m exploring a place with people I love, without a phone in sight.
Two weekends ago Tom and I went on a run with no phones. We finished up our ten miles at the National Botanical Gardens by the Capitol, and we spent time exploring the gardens, smelling the flowers and marveling at all the different types of plants that we had never seen before. There were gorgeous orchids everywhere (one of my favorite flowers that I am terrible at keeping alive), and I kept thinking that they would make such beautiful Instagram photos…but strangely enough, it was rather freeing to not have to worry about which filter to use, what witty comment to make, etc. It was nice to simply enjoy the time with the man I love. We wandered all over DC on that beautiful day, and missed out on many photo ops, but it was special because now that lovely afternoon is only ours to recollect, and we don’t have to share it with all of cyberspace.
Does it amplify a memory if you share it with the world? Or does it take away from it because it’s no longer a special memory for only you to keep in your heart? These are the things I struggle with sometimes, especially as I’ve gotten more into blogging and the necessary constant documentary that it requires.
My brother Nathan is the most loving, caring, happy, helpful guy I’ve ever met. He’s able to make any person from any walk of life feel like they are the most important person in the world, because he’s truly interested in their story. Nathan’s a free spirit, and his zest for life is intoxicating. He has long hair, plays the banjo, kayaks, has worn the same running shoes for 3 years, and is completely uncomplicated. He’s been “off the grid” social media-wise for a few years now, and sometimes I am so jealous of the freedom he must feel. His little flip phone is all he needs, and he’s completely content. There is something to be said for living simply, and not caring about who you are making memories for…because you know you’re making memories just for yourself and those you are lucky enough to be spending time with!
Do any of you all feel this way? Or am I the only one who has this struggle? I can’t help but think of one of the most beautiful Bible verses (Luke 2: 16-19): “So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger. When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. But Mary treasure up all these things and pondered them in her heart.” I just think that last sentence is so beautiful and powerful. I had something happen a few days ago that I’m dying to share with the world, but I also want to treasure it and ponder it in my heart for just a bit longer. Don’t worry, I’ll share the news soon 🙂