Unreleased footage

One day I visited my parents, who live far from me, with a Polaroid camera. By the time I realized I had not captured my most beloved people, there were only three frames left in the cartridge. I was obsessed with trying to photograph my parents. But I could not do it. The importance of our moments seemed overwhelming, so the responsibility weighed me down. But in the end, it turns out I remember these unphotographed moments better than the captured ones.