
Debí tirar más fotos de cuando te tuve

Ciertamente que la canción no solo habla de una relación que no fue, también encaja perfectamente para hablar de los abuelos o padres que murieron, de la familia que tuvo que mudarse, de los amigos que ya no están. De esa sensación de pérdida que alguna vez hemos tenido, de ese duelo que hemos padecido, de esas ganas de más que nos dejan algunas personas.

Cuando miro el álbum familiar o la galería de imágenes en mi celular o computadora y veo las mismas fotografías de mi padre o de mi sobrino conmigo, entiendo que en algunos momentos, las fotos no fueron importantes, pero ahora que han muerto, son de las pocas cosas que me quedan de ellos, que sirven para que no olvide el rostro, los gestos, los rasgos, la sonrisa.
Hay momentos que no pueden repetirse y hay personas, que después de despedirse, no regresan; pero las fotografías, así como algunos aromas, algunos paisajes, algunas canciones, tienen el poder de devolvernos fragmentos de recuerdos, de despertar nuestra memoria y traer al presente aquello que se vivió o aquel que estuvo y ya no está.

En fin, aprovechen los retazos de felicidad que nos da la vida, tómense fotos, capturen el momento con quienes aman, abracen, sonrían mucho, disfruten, expresen su afecto, para que el álbum de la memoria quede repleto de recuerdos y no tengan que decir: "Debí tirar más fotos de cuando te tuve, debí darte más beso y abrazo las veces que pude", porque ya es demasiado tarde.



HASTA UNA PRÓXIMA OPORTUNIDAD, AMIGOS
[Versión en inglés]
Currently there is a trend with one of Bad Bunny's songs that says: “I should have thrown more pictures of when I had you” and only those of us who have lost someone know how much truth, how much regret and how much sadness there is in this phrase.
Certainly the song not only talks about a relationship that wasn't, it also fits perfectly to talk about grandparents or parents who died, family who had to move, friends who are gone. Of that sense of loss that we have all had, of that grief that we have suffered, of that longing for more that some people leave us with.
I thought I had many photos with my dad, with my little nephew, for example, and now that they are gone, now that I can no longer see them daily, that they left this earthly plane, I realize that I have almost nothing, that I don't have enough photos with them.
When I look at the family album or the image gallery on my cell phone or computer and I see the same pictures of my father or my nephew with me, I understand that at some moments, the pictures were not important, but now that they have died, it is one of the few things I have left of them, that serve so that I do not forget the face, the gestures, their features, their smile.
There are moments that cannot be repeated and there are people who, after saying goodbye, do not return, but photographs, as well as some aromas, some landscapes, some songs, have the power to give us back fragments of memories, to awaken our memory and bring to the present that which was lived or that which was there and is no longer there.
We think that people are eternal, but in a second, in a corner, on any given day, we can lose them and that is when we are left with the nostalgia of the things we could have done with the other person and did not do. We understand the transience of life, its fragility, too late. Because it's not that we have few pictures with someone, it's not that I don't have enough pictures with my father or my nephew, it's that they are not enough, it's that when they were alive, I should have enjoyed them, lived them, celebrated them.
Take advantage, take pictures, capture the moment with those you love, hug, smile a lot, enjoy, express your affection, so that your memory album is full of memories and you don't have to say: “I should have taken more pictures of when I had you, I should have kissed as many times as I could”, because it is too late.