Recently I've had several reasons to go through some old photos. It's been a part time project since last August to sift through the thousands of photos I've taken and collected over the years, saving only the best in order to have them digitized. Also, I've been looking for a photo of Calvin when he was little to use for the childhood portrait I want to do for Calvin and Vicki's wedding. Then Corey called the other night and needed "as a huge favor" photos to complete a video project about Home.
Looking at old photos is both pleasure and pain. Pleasure in the fun and memories. Pain in watching my smooth-skinned, youthful appearance "age gracefully". Every year there are a few more wrinkles, especially neck wrinkles and this chin thing that my brother so delicately refers to as the turkey wattle. Where did that come from?
One thing that is quite evident from the past twenty years or so, is that my kids have had some very good times! Birthdays, holidays, vacations, summer fun in the pool, winter snow piled high, Easter baskets, crazy homemade birthday cakes, beach trips, Florida trips, poses with the dog, friends, each other, year after year after year and always with big smiles on their faces.
I couldn't help but think--so much joy! I must have done something right. Something that makes the wrinkles seem worth it.
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