Recently a friend of mine lost her mother. Since then I have seen some beautiful photos of her and her mum on Facebook. This has made me think how important family photo’s are.
As a child growing up plenty of photos were taken. I love nothing more than when I go home to look through some of the albums. Photo’s capture the moment and create a memory to look back on. I have a lot of memories of my childhood some of the fun we had and some of the bad times, I put it down to my parents giving me a great childhood when I was little. Looking at old photo’s trigger memories that I had forgotten and they always put a smile on my face.
A fairly old photo of me and my mum with my dad in the background. My mum thinks I was fourteen when it was taken.
I think about photos that have been taken later on in my life and I realise that I don’t have many with my parents; this is because I left home, went to University, travelled around and then got married. This does sadden me a little and it is something I need to change.
Because of M’s job we don’t live near family. My parents come and visit me occasionally but it isn’t easy due to my dad having health problems. Even when they do visit I rarely think about taking photos of us together. Instead I am there taking photos of my children with them, which is equally important, but as I am the one behind the camera I am never in them.
I have been having a look through some of the photo albums I have and I have found some great photos that come with great memories and a couple that I don’t even remember being taken as I was so little.
This photo is a favourite of mine, my mum told me I was just under two. Apparently my brother was holding my head to get me to look forward. Hopefully he wont mind me posting this cute photo.
Just before I reached my teens my dad started working away during the week and didn’t get home every weekend. Seeing how I sometimes struggle with M being away I can now see what an amazing job my mum did bringing my brother and I up as we are both fairly decent people.
When my brother had gone off to University it was just my mum and I. This photo was taken before a night out with my mum and a friend. I want to say I was eighteen but I am not too sure – possibly seventeen. I remember what a fun night out we all had.
These photos of my mum and I are priceless. It makes me realise how photos of your family matter.
When I graduated from University my Parents took me on holiday. We went to Rhodes, it was a fun holiday and on the first night we all got a little bit tipsy. These photos sum up what a great night we had. This was the last holiday I went on with my parents alone.
Since being married I very rarely get to spend time with my parents alone, especially now we have children. I have for a couple of years running bought my mum a lovely afternoon tea at a hotel in Newquay. I have had the luxury of being able to go down to Cornwall alone and spend some quality time with my parents.
We both enjoyed our afternoon tea and I am sure we will go again, I think next time we plan on going out for a nice lunch at the hotel.
The whole time I have been writing this post and looking for photos to put in it, I have been smiling. Photos of the past, even those only taken several months ago, really do make me smile.
One thing I do know, is that I want to make sure I get a lot more photos of me with my family so that I can look back in years to come and smile.
I will also ensure that M takes plenty of photos of the children with me; I am normally the one behind the camera and that needs to change.