I’ve been dusting today….it’s not an easy task around this house because there are so many frames filled with so many wonderful pictures.
I can trace my life from new born to newly gray!
I can look into every room and find every dog, past and present, framed and accounted for; wonderful pals who have shared in so many ups and downs of my family’s history. We are big dog lovers and have been lucky enough to have had some very special dogs in the family…actually still do.
There are graduation pictures and wedding photos and pictures from all over the world taken in war zones and happy zones.
I’m able to chart the Leroy and Laurie years from the very beginning and it’s quite a trip. Leroy’s Mom left us with some pictures of his very early years, so we are well documented on both sides of the relationship.
I’ve come to realize among all these photos, I really only have two pictures where I can see the cancer in Leroy’s face. Every other picture of him says “tall, strong, sturdy, and healthy.”
From Disneyland to Iraq and everywhere in-between, I see a man who looked at life as a challenge and lived it well.
These images are picture perfect.
August 27, 2014 @ 6:53 pm
This is just so wonderful!! Pictures are just so special and they do capture many of the moments that chronicle our lives. I have some pictures in my living room that I visit every so often that capture my wife’s life..from the early days, to the middle days to the later days. They bring me great joy and sadness at the same time. Each is a story and a story worth telling or at least remembering. Like yours, Laurie, the pictures tell part of our life’s story without saying a word and they remain a part of us until we are gone. I love’m and cherish them!!