If you are reading this blog, chances are you love photos. Not only do you love photos, but you love showcasing them. Your photos usually consist of family, friends, places and/or things that you love. Almost from birth we were taught to smile for pictures. We always want to get that picture of the bright smile because it meant the subject was happy and felt good at the moment in time. I know for me when I take pictures I try to make sure my face is tilted to the right because the left side of my face is the best side for the most radiant smile. I even have a special pose, called the “Meka Candid Pose”. Those of you who have gone to any of the p2P LIVE Mackinac Island events know exactly what that pose is.
Well….here is my dilemma. In February 2015, I will have been with my husband for 22 years. We just celebrated our 14th wedding anniversary on June 29th. I would like to think he is more than happy to be with me, but if his smile-ometer was a judge of his love…then I must be headed to divorce court. HE DOES NOT SMILE. It is like pulling teeth to make him smile. I have seen his smile once or twice (maybe a few more times). He has a lovely smile. However, in our 22 years of togetherness, I can count on my hand how many pictures I have of him smiling. His smile is extremely evasive. I have gone as far as to look at some of his baby albums. Guess what? He is not smiling. Go figure.
I used to get so upset when he wouldn’t smile in my pictures. As a fellow scrapbooker, you know how it is. You want those smiling faces in your albums to commemorate the happy moments. Every photo we take together he almost has a scowl on his face and I have a bright smile. One Valentine’s day about 5 or 6 years ago, we went to a party in Atlantic City, NJ. We took a few pictures together using my digital camera. I didn’t bother looking at the photos until he said “there is a surprise in the camera for you.” There it was a picture of us together and HE WAS SMILING a big bright smile. That photo made me so happy. As a matter of fact, I had that photo enlarged and it hangs in my living room today as proof that he smiles. Other than that, I can’t remember the last time he smiled in a picture. Prom pictures – nope; Wedding day – actually there are not pictures from that day (but that is another story in itself); Birth of our children – nope; our son’s graduation -nope. I can go on and on. He loves taking pictures, he just doesn’t like to smile in them.
So recently it appears that my friends and family have started a “Make Howie Smile” movement. The goal is to get as many pictures as we can where he is actually smiling a true and genuine smile. He has smiled in a few photos taken at family events lately, but I refuse to scrapbook them because I know the smile was a phoney one. I did, however, come really close to getting him to smile. It was on Father’s Day. My grandmother had just been buried the day before. Life was so hectic he was sure there was nothing planned. He was wrong. I had purchased a bunch of his favorite foods and a very nice grade of steak and cooked him an awesome dinner. The kids and I also surprised him with a surround sound system since he loves watching movies. He was so proud. I could tell he was repressing his smile. So much so it seemed as if he would explode. But there it was… bright as day… a smirk…an almost smile. He was happy and I had proof.
So as I continue to find ways to make him smile, I must think of ways to showcase this one special picture. It might not look like much to you guys… but the story behind the photo means the world to me. I don’t think I will scrap the photo. I think a small wall panel will suffice.
I encourage you all to smile at someone today; after all…you are never fully dressed without one.