A poem or something.
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Fill Your Phone
My phone is full of too many and not enough photos.
Photos of coffee and Thursdays and moments that have reminded me life is worth living.
Screenshots of recipes I’ll never make.
Photos of us and that perfect meal we had in Birmingham.
Staged photos and selfies and covers of books I’ve been meaning to buy so they can sit on my shelf.
Photos of memories I’ll only remember when I see the photo.
My phone is full of photos I’ve been meaning to delete.
My phone has more photos of sunsets than sunrises, more pastries than salads, more dogs than cats.
Videos of my son doing miraculous things like breathing and blinking and being.
Photos of skylines and concerts and views from the airplane window seat.
Photos of those I have loved and lost.
Videos of my dog running through the snow and sticking his head out the window while we drive down the road and all the things that make me ask him, who’s a good boy?
Photos that remind me of what was and make me wonder what will be.
I say all of this to say:
Fill your phone.
Fill your life.
Recall the past, give yourself to the present.
Take the photo and then put your phone away and enjoy the moment.
Thank you for being here. If you’re a paid subscriber, or if you’ve purchased my books, I can’t thank you enough for your continued kindness.
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Making a family photobook has taken on a whole new look - full of daft screenshots, silly message threads etc. 🤦♀️ A strange time for us pensioners to be witnessing. Loved the poem, Tanner 📖
Last line such good thought. I’m the person who before I had an iPhone would ask,”Why do you have 6,000 photos? What will you do with them?” I’m there now. Once upon a time I said, “One photo a day.” Ha ha ha. We fill our phone then fill our computer. I love the memories our phone puts together too.