SCANNING PHOTOS

I have been scanning photo's from my Mother's photo albums. I have only done two and and I am working on the third. My Mother would always take pictures, and we always thought it was annoying. Until now, I understand her obsession with it.

I was scanning photo's from 1974,1975 and 1979, and it was overwhelming. I forgot what it was to be a child, to be carefree. Tears would fall from my eyes as I viewed images of those who are gone. Tears of happiness when I looked at moment of family unity. My Mother and Father worked very hard . I have just started this process. I think Love can be measured in many things, Smiles, hugs, and sacrifice. People in this world are so focused on themselves,not others. Witnessing these pictures I realize how love for others is more important than self.

My Mother and Father took us on trips, and camping and other things. I forgot them as a adult. The photo realized how blessed I am, not how rotten my life is. The journey with my siblings and parents is documented on these black and white photo's and colored prints. My Mother would have her finger over the lens and snap out of focus. Is life supposed to be perfect and without mistakes. I savor the worn out images and memories of being with Julie and other passed away loved ones.

I remember the Good things now about Julie. I am forgetting the last six months of her slow fade into Heaven. We were so blessed to have are loved ones in what time they are on this Earth. I am blessed to see Julie Hug me or my sisters. To see her blow out her Birthday candles and too have been blessed with another year. I have witnessed My mother Love for Julie on her sixteenth birthday photo's. Angela is looking at Julie with a look of love no words could explain. I think its OK to cry and reminisce about those who are gone through photo's and video. Lessons can be learned as we view each breath and actions of those who are gone.