I was going through old photos and actually took the time to separate them into four categories. All the duplicates I finally got rid of.
I’m still missing photos but I’m not about to tear the house apart looking for them as if my life depended upon it.
I did stumble across a photo of Noah and his fuzzy bunny. He slept with fuzzy bunny and played with him too.
I remember how he would snuggle with fuzzy bunny on the couch when he was watching TV.
I texted the photo to Noah. The texting went back and forth like this: Do you know where he is? Let me look I think he’s upstairs. I’d love to see him again and have him.
I knew exactly where fuzzy bunny was; up on a shelf in his old room now our office. I took him down and gave him a hug.
I texted Noah these photos of Nelly meeting fuzzy bunny. She was so gentle and gave him a sniff.
She was very interested in him and couldn’t understand why she couldn’t play with him.
I looked through the photos of the boys when they were small. I told Marty we really did a lot of stuff with them. We did he said agreeing with me.
Those years when they were little are like a blur to me now. I realized that I was so focused on them I didn’t look around and pay attention to the little things.
I am grateful to both sets of our parents who took a shit load of photos for us.
Now, as I look at them I can see the details and how much fun we were having.
Photos tell stories when people can’t remember things well. Those memories can be shared with future generations.
I, for one, was happy when I was able to take photos and store them on my phone. How easy!
Ugh, remember how much work it was to take photos? It was a royal pain in the ass!
First, you had to buy film and put it into the camera correctly.
Then, you took photos if you remembered to bring your camera.
Next, the film had to be taken out of the camera and stored in one of those little black containers.
You couldn’t drop your film in any convenient places way back then, you had to go to one of those drive-up photo mat places.
Finally, you would have to drive back to the photo mat and pray your pictures came out. Sometimes yes and sometimes no.
The biggest bummer would be if the film was over exposed. Ugh! All those memories right down the shitter.
Right now, fuzzy bunny is waiting for Noah to pick him up and be with his boy again.
I know they both will be really happy to see each other again. ☺️