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February 11, 2015
It used to be that she would wait for people to do something /worthy/ of a photo. Her hand would be ever ready to point and shoot just in case something interesting happens. She believed that through capturing these moments, she would have a better chance at remembering them. She was afraid of forgetting, see, too afraid that she clutched her camera every where she went. Too afraid that instead of laughing at a joke, she would take a photo of her loved ones laughing instead. Over the years she realized, it was this fear that made her lose them.