{"id":6343,"date":"2018-07-09T18:12:48","date_gmt":"2018-07-09T18:12:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/savingmoses.org\/?p=6343"},"modified":"2022-10-03T18:28:31","modified_gmt":"2022-10-03T18:28:31","slug":"one-photo-i-could-not-take","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.savingmoses.org\/2018\/07\/09\/one-photo-i-could-not-take\/","title":{"rendered":"One Photo I Could Not Take"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"One<\/p>\n

By Lindy Hickman Copeland<\/em><\/p>\n

People often ask me how I came to be a photographer. I didn\u2019t go to school knowing that was my passion. I didn\u2019t dream of it as a little kid. I simply took a camera on a year-long trip around the world and found that that little Sony was an extension of me\u2014like finding a limb you didn\u2019t know was lost. Since discovering this passion, there have been many images that stood out\u2014those special instances where technology and reality collide to preserve a magical moment. And, of all the stories my camera has told, the one that truly unravels me is a photo I simply couldn\u2019t take.<\/p>\n

I traveled with Saving Moses to Angola in May. The mission was clear: Sarah (Saving Moses\u2019 Founder) and I would visit malnutrition clinics and document the sweet babies receiving therapeutic milk, along with their mothers. What wasn\u2019t clear, was how deeply this experience would challenge, move and shape me.<\/p>\n

We spent the morning at our first clinic\u2014holding, feeding and capturing images of those tiny little babies. I remember thinking how remarkable it was that these frail bodies held such mighty warriors. Their beautiful mothers\u2014exhausted and overcome by worry\u2014managed to greet us with such warmth and kindness. Some of them smiled and hugged us, even allowing us to coo at their babies and soak in the rare moments of giggles.<\/p>\n

\"One<\/p>\n

Sarah approached, worry etched on her face and weighing on her shoulders, \u201cThere\u2019s a new baby who just arrived. It\u2019s not good.\u201d<\/p>\n

I nodded, completely unaware of the weight of those words in this place. \u201cNot good,\u201d could mean so many things. As a person bent towards hoping against hope, I said a silent prayer for the best\u2014sure that everything would work out in the end.<\/p>\n

It didn\u2019t, as sometimes it doesn\u2019t\u2014when there are no words to explain and no rhyme or reason to take refuge.<\/p>\n

I remember seeing his hands first\u2014a tiny fist wrapped in the loving palm of his mother. She laid across the bed with him, burying her face in the sheets and allowing her tears to soak into the white fabric. \u201cNot good,\u201d as it turns out, was altogether very bad.<\/p>\n

I raised my camera to my eye, thinking that the scene would be different through that tiny window\u2014that hope would live somewhere within that frame. My finger pressed gently against the shutter button to focus, but there was no click\u2014no freezing time. This moment\u2014where a fragile life hung in the balance and fought the final battles of a war it would lose\u2014I simply couldn\u2019t capture that. I\u2019ve always thought that my job is to immortalize moments people don\u2019t want to forget. So, what about the moments we all dread? What about the moments we live to forget?<\/p>\n

\"One<\/p>\n

After several seconds, I dropped the camera to my side. The only picture of this scene is one that resides in my mind. Perhaps some moments shouldn’t live forever.<\/p>\n

I left the clinic that day heavy with the weight of defeat. Not only was this precious boy fighting his final battle, but I had failed to tell his story. I had failed him.<\/p>\n

Before returning to the hotel, we made a quick stop to visit Belito, a young boy who received therapeutic milk from Saving Moses years earlier. “He’s grumpy,” Sarah told me. “He was even a grumpy baby. You’ll see.”<\/p>\n

As we pulled up, a small, wiry boy appeared from inside the hut. He sat with Sarah, maintaining a stoic persona and, I suspect, concealing a wry smile, as we handed him a soccer ball and asked him how he’d been since their last visit. He was grumpy, but in a way that secretly sweet, old men are.<\/p>\n

\"Sarah<\/p>\n

It was there, on that dusty, dusk evening, that we sat in the afterglow of victory. Belito is alive. He is well. He is free to grow into the best (albeit grumpy) version of himself and it all began with some therapeutic milk 7 years ago. The realization struck me in a way that only hope can. And, my heart lifted just a little, knowing that for every story of a mother returning home with an empty blanket, there are dozens and hundreds more like Belito.<\/p>\n

I sometimes imagine going back to Angola–years from now–lifting my camera to my eye and seeing a scene filled with the babies we met there. They aren’t sick. They aren’t fighting for life. They are just living. Like Belito, they are kicking up dust on a glowing Summer’s day, laughing with friends as they play soccer. I think about my finger hovering over that shutter button, focusing in and filling the frame with the precious moments of their lives that we’d rather not forget. Click.<\/p>\n

\"A<\/p>\n

Lindy Hickman Copeland is a photographer, videographer, and world traveler. You can learn more about her at www.lindyhickmanphoto.com.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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