towards the end of a recent interview with an online publication the interviewer said to me “so would you say you are a curator?” the word “curator” has stuck with me ever since. in my fascination i looked up the definition and it means “ a person who selects content for presentation, as on a website.” okay, i know there is some controversy surrounding the title of curator on the web but i won’t touch that. with that aside i thought, ” yes that is what i do on my site, but what do i do in life?”
in life i would say i am more of a hoarder, a “moments hoarder” things don’t look perfect for presentation. things are messy and out of control and oh so so happy. i literally hoard moments of my life at every turn. my computer bulges at the seams with photographs, my phone consistently has over 1200 pictures on it at any given moment. myes and i write a journal to each other each night about our day and i log journals for each of my kids in my computer. i want to capture every moment. i want to breathe it and feel it and save it forever in my bottom basement stocked with rows of paper towels and canned beans and generic toothpaste. so here is my new series… life curator. join me a few times a month to see the life i have collected and hoarded and how i curated it for you.
my husband is a swell watcher, like most guys in southern california. they have the app on their phones, they watch the cameras at the beach and as soon as a “swell comes in” they are there ready to surf.
All week he had been talking about this massive swell that came in so one Sunday morning we made hot chocolate, bundled up the kids in the drizzling weather and headed to the beach.
he was right. the swell was insane. huge. gigantic. only two surfers were out in the water and one was paddling in as we arrived because his board had been ripped from his body and washed ashore.
the week the swell came in happened to be a life changing week for us. things were changing in our home and famiily dynamics and we knew our time was going to be more stretched and more limited then ever. i will cherish this Sunday morning. it was dreamy and memorable and squeezing my kids in the salty sea air made me feel as though life was perfect.