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I've found one happy picture after another from this line of relatives. I think this picture was taken around 1915. |
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A picture of my Papa Dan who lived until almost 100 with two of my cousins. |
Also, as I looked through picture after picture, I encountered many various thoughts. Looking back, I realized there was often a mismatch with the way I felt and the story the pictures told. Times when I may have felt less happy or successful actually were good times for many reasons, reasons I didn't recognize at the time. People that I know well now, but didn't know well when I was young, were more present to me via the pictures--I learned things about them I didn't know back then by examining their spunk, experiences, and companions in the pictures. Individuals' passions came through via this photo review--again and again there were photos of my dad in beautiful, natural settings with a big smile on his face. Other family members' passions came through too via impromptu fashion shots, athletic events, family fun, and photos that captured tender, loving moments. In summary, I realized how we are called in different ways, and it's important to respect those various passions and pursuits.
What do you do with all these wonderful photos?
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A photo that illustrates one family's great success with academia--an inspiration to all of us. |
Then, I may engage in some other themes such as themes related to specific relationships such as sisters, brothers, families, adventures, and passions.
Turning boxes of photos into stories brings a sense of connection, strength, joy, and spirit to life. I'll am interested in where this journey will take me in the days ahead. Onward.