I’ve tried showing you my comics in the past, but you never showed much interest until yesterday. You spent a lot of time processing each illustration in between smiles and your retelling of the memory. It was really sweet.
It has been weighing on my mind whether I want to publicly continue this journey because I don’t know whether you want (let alone understand) this large digital footprint I’ve been creating for you. If you were 10 or 20 or 30 years old and googled yourself, would you like the results?
Since the beginning, I illustrated these moments for memory’s sake – yours and my future self – and that has never changed. And I posted them on Instagram because it was such a simple platform for me to organize and share with friends and family. I then started including pictures and videos for context (but also because I think you are really stinking cute). Then people I didn’t know starting joining the journey.
And my, what a little community it has become! What I quickly realized and didn’t expect is how much joy and positive energy the posts spark for others. In a world where we have so many dark and unfortunate events, I really really like I am able to contribute that small bit of optimism.
I suppose I’m only sort of having this ethical dilemma because I never expected my Instagram account to grow to where it is today. It’s a problem I’m grateful for because it means I got to meet and connect with people I wouldn’t otherwise have. But at the end of the day, as I believe any parent would think, your child always comes first.
I’m not sure what all this means just yet. I had told myself I’d stop posting pictures of you around the time you turned three, which is now. So at the very least, I’ll be limiting the photos and videos of you.
I do hope you enjoy everything I’ve created. I know you’ll understand one day.