We designed this blog as a way to remember Seth. Seth loved to write, and was very good at it, we figured a blog was a perfect way to continue his passion. We also wanted a way to express how much we love and miss him, and a place to remenice about him. Feel free to scroll through all the posts {check back often, as it will continue to be updated}, and see for yourself what a wonderful kid Seth was. If you have a special memory, or have a story to tell about Seth, e.mail maleriew@hotmail.com, we'd love to add it to the blog!

Aug 4, 2009

Captured Moments

Dear Seth,

Thinking of you often leaves me in a state of mediation- lingering on the purpose of many things. This past month has been filled with family events, and as we have taken thousands of pictures I have found myself pondering on the technology of photography. Pictures are an interesting thing… instantaneous moments of time frozen- captured really. Light captured and reflected onto paper- a representation life. Life that exists, only because of Light.

Pictures make me smile, laugh, cry, but what is the real purpose of photography? To provide proof? Proof of an event, a great accomplishment or even proof of an existence, your existence- your life. Or is it proof that there is a void in my life? The captured moments of time past- memories, could be contained in my own mind… but is that enough? My mind can create so many things- did it create you? Do I need the proof?

Is it possible that pictures are just a fascination that time can be captured- and nostalgically relived?

And time, what is time? An unwelcome guest or a friend? We try to stop time and its effect on us… but time may be my ally. As the pictures prove that time continues without you- time moves me closer to you. I age, and will someday grow old and I will meet that great God that created me… and I will see you. My heart leaps at the idea of reuniting with you, and aches at the time we have been apart. And I consider that when my spirit departs from this world, I too will leave behind pictures, proof that I once tread foot on this planet- but until that day arrives I will fill your void with treasured photos, reliving memories of time with you.

I miss you, but I love you more.
DOJ




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