posted on Aug, 19 2014 @ 08:06 AM
What happened dear? Where are the photos?
I can empathize with this thread title.
I have been organizing my massive collection of photo albums into manageable photo books of the best and most representative pictures and dumping the
In doing so I am able to see what a wonderful life I have been blessed to live. There were bad times, sure, and I noticed I have tended to remember
those. But doing the photo albums - well the best of times is there.
My "babies" are grown now.
I find myself telling my children, these times are precious and they go so fast
things my parents told me but seems like a tired old cliche at the time.
I also am reliving moments with my grandparents and father who have passed, and my cousin who died too young.
I have been able to be in the kitchen with my loving grandmother through those pictures and miss her rose perfume.
I have seen how often my father was so involved in our lives and there when we had some of the very best times.
I have been able to see my fantastic cousin who died in his 30's of cancer smile and ask his photo forgiveness for bugging him to go to college
instead of skiing and sky diving in his 20's.
You really don't know what you have til it's gone. Sorry for your tears whatever the reason.
edit on 8Tue, 19 Aug 2014 08:07:10 -0500am81908amk192 by grandmakdw because: little addition