I rarely go anywhere without a camera.
You know that.
I take pictures of most anything.
You know that too.
So, I can't explain the last year or so...when I've seen people I haven't seen in a long time...friends, cousins, teachers from my childhood...and even tho, I have a sort of big girl phone with a camera, have failed to remember to take their picture.
I mean, I'm a memory keeper, story teller...for pete's sake.
Well, I can only hope it means I am living more in the moment and wrapped up in enjoying the present.
So...it happened again.
I recently took a day to visit Aunt Gladys West. When she opened the door and looked up at me over the rim of her glasses and I saw my Dad's smile on his sister's face, I almost choked on the sudden lump in my throat. We spent a good 8 hours catching up, talking, listening, telling stories and looking at old and new pictures.
It was a great visit and reminded me of how much I love her.
Rob was at work, brought us dinner and then headed off to choir practice, so I had her all to myself for most of the day.
After I left, it wasn't until I was 30 minutes north of Bloomington that I realized, I did not take one new picture!
Memory Keeper Big Time Fail!
So, I looked thru some old pics....and found these:
This is pretty much sums up the entire day : )
(Thanks to Patty for capturing the memories at our last Vandercar Christmas in July).
Directions to here:
oh, and pssst.....
Aunt Gladys turns 89 next Wednesday : )
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