3 days in, I’ve settled on the fact that I haven’t been traveling enough. My gum is swollen, there’s a blister on my toe and I’m irritated as always because all my mom has been doing is complain.
Yesterday, while we were seeing the Canadian side of the Niagara Falls, she kicked me at my ankle because I couldn’t take a picture of her in that exact moment. I was taking a landscape photo of the falls while the light was perfect.
You see, we arrived at the falls right near sunrise and with a bit of clouds, the scene was absolutely perfect. I simply couldn’t pass it up. It’s not every day I get a chance to see and photograph such amazing light.
Then she called me “selfish”, stomped her foot on the back of my new shoes, told me if she could, she would toss me into the falls. Then she walked away at a pace I couldn’t keep up. It was such childish behavior.
I decided to walk at my own pace, taking in the scenery while look for photo compositions. Sometimes, life is about taking things slow, not rush from one thing to another. I was glad I didn’t run to keep up with her because otherwise, I would’ve missed the amazing light of these photos.