I Must Confess...

I wish this were my camera, because if it were, I'd still have it.

because this one is waterproof.

Mine is not.

Yes, you guessed it.

I dropped my camera in the ocean.

The very first day of vacation.

I was holding the terrified baby

(she hated the ocean--too scary, but loved the pool)

trying to get pictures of the kiddos and daddy in the ocean.

I had my camera in it's case.

the case that used to magnetically shut

(before I lost the magnet to it.)

I bent down to set baby in little waves

and

PLOP!

My camera fell out of it's case

right into the ocean.

Split second

total ruins

Literally, it was in the ocean maybe 2 seconds tops.

ruined.

I didn't cry, But I admit, I wanted to.

Now,

Anyone who knows me,

knows I am rarely seen without my camera.

It's a part of my body.

I prayed and prayed and still am not sure why God allowed this to happen.

Except for the generosity of others.

My own son, who is very very nice and usually generous,

would not let me use his new birthday camera.

A test of generosity

I tell him

(Ok, I kind of try to guilt him)

He doesn't budge.

My mother in law, however,

the one who paid for our whole trip in the first place,

let me use her camera.

She won the generosity test!

(OK, she won before she borrowed her camera to me)

She sent the pictures I've shown so far.

She is sending me a disc with the other 400 pictures we took.

(and I was taking way less than I usually do)

We had leftover money from the trip,

so my generosity test winner, husband

gave me the money to buy a camera at Sam's Club.

I got a good one.

SO

no pictures yet to show.

I saved the little disc inside the old camera

and am planning on taking it to a camera shop to see

if they can salvage the pictures I had taken before the incident.