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|Tue, 01-14-2014 - 4:08pm|
Well, this has nothing to do with winter as I could very well be musing this in any other season, but it is winter....so....
4 years ago I made a poster for my Dd's 21st birthday. It comprised of quite a number of photos from birth to pretty well recent at the time, with some bit of caption under most of them. I used a coloured poster board, put the photos on some rectangles of coloured paper and affixed them onto the board. I also printed from the computer "Happy 21st Birthday, Christine!" and affixed that to the top portion of the board. Well, that poster still hangs here in the room where I type. It is the closest thing I've done to Scrapbooking and I've just never got around to taking down the photos from the board, etc.
So today I was looking at the photos, as I passed the board on my way out of the room. Just about all the photos feature my Dd (some with my other children was well) and most of the photos, save for a few candid shots, were posed, though not all look stiff and unnatural. But of course my Dd is smiling in all of them. And my goodness, she's sooooooo cute from baby to young woman! And it made me think how photos such as these are of course, not the 'whole picture' of a young life or put in another way, the life of my Dd in our family. In fact, there were A LOT OF TEARS and upset that the photos don't show! That probably could be said of any of my children - though we have tons of photos taken during their lives growing up and I doubt hardly any of those photos will show the total reality of our family life!
But anyway I am grateful for their sweet expressions, their darling looks in those photos of their youth. Even if I forget the pain and difficulties of parenting all those years ago, I can look at these photos and bask in the good times they show, false as they may be in a way - not totally false, but in not showing that which was not so pleasant!
And who would have thought then that these photos would be such a treasure to look at so many years later. Now that my kids are grown - we don't take many photos of them anymore. I guess we wanted to capture their years of growing and changing...and their cuteness? LOL. Makes me think I should also guard against waxing nostalgic about the photos of them as children and appreciate them for who they are today.
Have any of you made scrapbooks of photos of your children? I don't think I could ever have the patience to sit down to do such a big task as that. We put our photos (non-digital ones of course from way back) into photo albums. We've got quite a lot of them and someday my kids will have to fuss (or fight?) over them when we are gone (or maybe before that?) and when they want their childhood photos. We did always have a second copy made of all of them when that was in vogue...you know, get a second copy at the same time you had the roll of film developed and printed? So at least there are two of each - giving two of my children a chance to have each one should they wish.
Okay, enough waxing nostalgic! Did this little essay of mine generate any of your own thoughts and feelings about photos, your children, the past, etc.?