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Friday, September 16, 2011

Is There A Point?

Sometimes I wonder what the point is to taking a picture everyday. Often, the photo I take isn't what I will really remember from that day. Monday through thursday I generally can't share openly what really happened that day. Sure there's more to my life than work, but it seems trivial to take a picture of that when lives are changing everyday where I work.

Even if I could share my day, it would just be inappropriate to take a picture. Like on monday, when I was dropping off a kid at his foster home and had to wake up the foster mom. And it was the first time I had ever met the foster mom. That was just awesome. Hey, wake up and by the way, I'm Jessica, nice to meet you.

Or on wednesday when I could hear the cries of a little girl who I think is being traumatized over and over again every time she has a visit with her parents. That's not really photo-worthy.

Thursday I took a picture on my way home. Many farmers have already started harvesting corn. Coming from a farm family I love the harvest. It reminds me of so much. However, that doesn't really sum up what I did on thursday. To post a picture of a combine and pretend like the rest of my day didn't happen just seems wrong.

Thursday morning we went to court and two teenage girls were placed in our custody. One of them refused to go with us, and then the bailiffs refused to help us, and the judge told them they didn't have to. Thanks, Mr. Judge, you tell us what to do and then don't give us the power to do it. We ended up calling the police and eventually she went with us. Eventually she looked at us and eventually she talked to us. It's amazing what some McDonald's can do. I hung out with her all afternoon and saw a whole gamut of emotions. And I honestly couldn't bring myself to even try to cheer her up. She summed up the day well when she said "this sucks."

Often I feel like posting pictures of my day makes it seem like every day is perfect and I'm always happy. But I'm not. Often I come home feeling sad or overwhelmed. But that's not all, I really enjoy doing what I'm doing deep down. Even on the days when it sucks I think deep down that what I am doing makes a difference. Or, at least I hope I am.

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