I'm a big Superman fan—always have been. There's something about a guy who can literally lift planets but chooses instead to save kittens from trees that always resonated deeply with me. Recently, I watched the latest Superman movie and thoroughly enjoyed it. And don't even get me started on Superman and Lois. Honestly, Tyler Hoechlin's portrayal might just be one of the best depictions we've had so far.

Anyway, this isn't exactly a Superman appreciation post (although I admit it sounds suspiciously like one). It's about something deeper, something the final episode of Superman and Lois captured beautifully. Spoiler alert: Clark Kent dies. But after his death, he delivers an incredible monologue Watch here.

He talks about what life truly boils down to—Joy, Hope, Forgiveness, Wonder, Friendship, Family, and most profoundly, Love. He concludes by saying, "Love is what makes life worth living because life—it goes by so fast."

A cross stitch pattern framed in the Kent frame in Superman and Lois

And he's right. One minute you're a teenager, dreaming of changing the world, and suddenly you blink, and you're middle-aged, wondering where the hell the last twenty years went, writing sentimental blog posts about time.

We can't freeze time, no matter how hard we try, from frantically journaling to desperately scrolling through nostalgia-filled playlists—but photography? That's our closest shot. A photograph is a tiny time machine, a slice of life preserved forever. It captures the small stuff—the smile of a loved one no longer with us, the light on a late summer evening, a silly moment that might've otherwise been forgotten. It's our way of fighting back against the tide of time.

So take the picture. Take a hundred. Take a thousand. Take bad ones, blurry ones, breathtaking ones. Document the highs, the lows, the beautifully mundane. Because when friends and family inevitably leave this world, they leave behind memories. And while some of those memories fade, photos help keep those memories alive. There's something irreplaceable about holding a printed photo in your hand—the weight of it, the texture, the permanence. It's a tangible connection to a moment that once was. They become a way to grieve, to remember, to love. Or as Vision eloquently put it, that's "love persevering."

Just the photos I’ve taken with my iPhone since 2008. Thousands more with my camera.

Once we realize that time is not our enemy, but a companion that goes with us on our journeys, reminds us to cherish every moment because they'll never come again (thanks Captain Picard ;), you can hold onto moments fiercely.

Capture the joy, forgive freely, wonder often, and love deeply—but above all, document it. Because life truly does go by in the blink of an eye. And one day, those photos will be the time capsules that remind you just how full and beautiful your life really was.