Friday, April 23, 2010

Old Photographs and Time Gone By . . .





























While my brother was here, he downloaded to me some of the photos he has been scanning and putting in files. This morning, I was able to look through some of them, and almost an hour passed of me just staring at them, looking at the kids who were once us. I think of us kids, and how by chance we all five were able to be together. Three of us born to a different mother, all of us with our same daddy. How one of us came to live with with us much later. How one of us left us much too soon at 32.


Mostly, I had to fight back tears. Suddenly, seeing these children was just too much. I'm trying to fight tears now as I type this. Those young and hopeful faces. Those little children. The old crooked christmas tree. The oranges and apples we received in paper sacks with our names on them (I never knew what a stocking was until I was older! I thought everyone received paper sacks of fruit and nuts!) when there wasn't money for stockings and lots of candy and things. My hair growing out from where a babysitter cut it all off. The brother who wasn't living with us yet is with us at Christmas in one photo--I wonder where our bio mom was that christmas? without any of her kids. The old houses we rented. There is one photo where one brother wasn't living with us yet, but the rest of us are on the couch with Daddy- and in that strange way that looking back at photos brings, in that photo, Daddy has his arm around one of us, protecting, on the other side of us other kids, and that is the us who would leave us too soon at 32.


One photo of two of us, sister and brother-that was a photo that made it into the SG book, since my brother had sent it to me earlier. The feet touching. It made me wistful and sad.

so long ago.
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(I'm sorry I've not been by your blogs in a while - I hope to come soon and say hello. So much going on, so many deadlines! But I do miss seeing what's happening in your worlds!)

8 comments:

destrella said...

Happy and sad memories. Hopefully, more of the good ones! :O)

Debbie said...

Oh Kat, I bet this was so bittersweet. It is wonderful that you have those photos though.

Glynis said...

Thanks for sharing those sweet pics, Kat.

Anita said...

Thank-you for being willing to share some of your memories with us. It's left me thinking about my own time and photos with my sisters.

Marguerite said...

Funny how old photos can evoke so many emotions. I was just looking at some of mine, this week. I love the one with your Dad, in the cap and gown. Everyone looks so happy, there!

colbymarshall said...

Memories--wish they could all be good ones. Miss seing you around- I, too, have been MIA from the blogosphere recently...hope this finds us both headed back!

Deb Shucka said...

What sweet pictures and poignant memories. So glad you have them now, and the brother to share them with.

Carolyn Burns Bass said...

Loved looking at these photos and reading your descriptions of the hopeful faces. Scattered around my house I have a few photos of my sisters and me and often stop and sink into the frame, reliving the moment, wishing for a chance to share something wise to help the little urchins that we were.