I wrote last month about organizing my photographs so I could have them digitized. Late in April, I took them to a woman whose business is to digitize photographs and other mementos. I had boxes and boxes of snapshots, formal portraits, certificates, and other memorabilia. I left everything with her.
And now I miss them all.
I wanted to write today about my mother (for Mother’s Day) or my daughter (because her birthday is coming up soon). Because I’ve recently reviewed all my old snapshots, I knew I could find just the perfect image for a post—an image that I’ve never included in an earlier post.
But I don’t have the snapshots to find it.
Over the years, when I’ve needed an idea for a post, I’ve pulled out a random (or not so random) envelope of photographs and used that as my featured photo.
But for today’s post, I don’t have photographs to look at—random or otherwise.
I can think about how wonderful it will be once I get the digital images. I’ll be able to sift through them without even finding a box of snapshots. I’ll be able to go directly to the year I want. And I will still be able to browse randomly until an image and a post idea strike my fancy, all from the comfort of my laptop.
But that does me no good now, For this post, I have to come up with whatever my memory can recall without an image to prompt it.
Here is an image of my mother and my daughter. I’ve posted this before, and I believe it was of a Mother’s Day celebration from about thirty years ago. Or it could have been my daughter’s birthday. Or a joint celebration—we had many of those in Mays of long ago.
This picture brings to mind my mother as a grandmother and my daughter as a preteen. My mother was younger than I am now, my daughter a long way from becoming the woman and mother she is now. I loved them both then, and I love them still. I hope to be as good a grandmother to my granddaughter as my mother was to my children. I hope my daughter thinks I’m as good at being a grandma as I think she is at being a mother.
Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers and grandmothers.
