I have my older sister Elaine to thank for having scanned these photos of my parents. Probably forgotten in a musty photo album or buried in a shoebox, they would have gone unnoticed, had she not made that effort.
We lost our lovely mother in 2009, and six years before that we lost our father.
In effect, we’re adult orphans, which is the actual term used to describe those who have lost both parents. It’s something that is impossible to understand until you are there. If you are not part of this club, then you are fortunate! Enjoy your parents, for once they have parted, all you will be left with are memories.
Which brings me back to these photographs. My mother loved to be photographed, and my father loved to take photographs, a perfect match.
I have no doubt I am my parent’s child. Quietly observing myself in my surroundings, and taking pleasure in documenting it. I have countless self-portraits of myself in mirrors, reflections, and shadows. As for having my own picture taken, I am bashful but love seeing a good picture of myself. Who doesn’t?
Mother’s day is a week and a half away. Take this time to write her a note, and let her know you are thinking of her. I just did, and for a brief moment we were together again.