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Saturday, August 25, 2007
Photographs and Memories
What a sweet rendition of Jim Croce's song!
I've been going through BOXES of photographs. I'm not just looking at them, I'm lightening my load. Reducing my baggage to a minimum.
I'm finding many unlabeled photos of people I barely remember, places I can't recognize, or blurs that I kept for some unknown reason. I have now seen my whole life flash before my eyes - me as a baby, a toddler, a gawky adolescent, a young mother, and more recently, a middle-aged woman. In only a few hours, I've watched my kids grow from beautiful, sweet, innocent, soft babies and toddlers that I never want to stop kissing to the wonderful young adults that they are now (that I never want to stop kissing, but have to in order to preserve their sanity and dignity).
As I throw away photos of boyfriends from years past - love that came and went - does it mean that those times never happened, since I will no longer have anything to prove it?
Through all of this, I see just how temporary we are. There will be a time when no one on this earth will know that I - or my photos - ever existed.
If you could choose only one photo of yourself to preserve so that others could see it 100 years from now, what would it look like? What would it say about you and your life?
Labels: The past
posted by Carol at 8:34 AM
5 Comments:
I don't think I have a lot of photos of myself. Actually I'm not sure I have any aside from a few on a computer. My mom has some but I haven't seen them in some time.
Really?
That's kind of neat, actually. I have SOOOOO many.
But now that I'm clearing away stuff, I have a lot less!
Don't you have to get yearly photos for the yearbook?
My poor kids went through the first three years of my son's life - my daughter got 16 months worth less - having their photos taken daily. Ah, a new father and a digital camera can be a dangerous combination.
I've never been a fan of the camera and most of my pictures consists of school photos from when I was a kid. I have wedding pics...somewhere.
I guess the only one I can think that I would want anyone to see was a pic of me when I was about two years old. I seemed pretty happy...so that's cool. And aren't all two year olds cute? ;-)
Robert,
And I think that I have a lot to go through...!!! ;-)
What a nice (and proud) dad!
Mary Ellen,
Thanks for stopping by!
Two-year-olds are definitely at the top of the cute list.
So you want to be remembered as young, cute and happy? Sounds good to me!
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