I feel very blessed my mother took and kept so many photographs when I was a kid. I remember vividly how she wouldn’t go anywhere without her Kodak 110 camera, and the excitement of picking up the prints once the film was developed. (If you were born after the year 2000, Google ‘film’ so you’ll know what I am talking about.)
When my mom passed away in August, my wife and I took some time to clean out her house. Included among her possessions were mounds and mounds of photographs. Pictures from when I was months old to endless pictures of her five grandchildren. With mournful excitement (if there is such a thing), I brought them home with the idea of scanning them all and making them available online for my family to enjoy.
Well … you know what they say about good intentions.
This project has been more time consuming than I had originally anticipated. To date, I’ve scanned about 140 images, and I probably have a thousand to go. As I sat down at my laptop this afternoon thinking I’ll knock out all these pics while I watch NFL Redzone, I had no idea this effort would be so slow and mundane. Granted, part of it is my choice to make sure each photo is properly tagged, but I guess I was kidding myself I would be able to knock out in a day or two.
Still, it’s great to go through these little pieces of paper, so many of them over forty years old, and re-living those moments that were so innocent, fun-filled, and foundational to who I am today. There have been so many times that I’ve caught myself saying, “Wow. I had forgotten about this!”
In a way it makes me miss and long for my parents, but this project also makes me better appreciate the blessing that was my childhood and the love I received from my parents. And the best part of the photos I scanned today is they are all pics of me with my brother. Going through all these pictures and feeling all the feels was really … revealing.