Monday, May 30, 2016

Just one more time

Printed photographs seem to make time stand still. Call me old school, but a printed photo is far more desirable than a digital photo. A photo on paper, to me, is more alive than a photo on a computer. Printed photographs are like holding a piece of history in your hand. Our history is but a fleeting moment in time. Photographs capture that moment. Mostly photos are only significant when we know someone in it, or have a personal experience related to the photo.

I had the privilege of packing away some old photos recently. Memories and emotions swirled around in my head, and in my heart. Some caused a tear. Some created a smile. Some caused reflection. Some made pride well up within me. I shared some of the photos as I came across them. Using my iPhone, I made digital copies, and sent the copies to various people via text message. The responses I received back were almost identical to my response when I picked up each photo. There were tears, smiles, reflection and pride from various people. Reflecting on the photos as they were packed, I couldn't help but wish for 'Just one more time'.

'One more time' to wash the mud off little hands.


'One more time' see my old horse 'Boss' sitting under my child.


'One more time' to see my grandparents pose for the camera.


'One more time' to see papaw grinning and singing.


'One more time' to appreciate the accomplishment of 25th anniversary.


'One more time' to wash away the war paint after a birthday party.


'One more time' to pet ol' Bear.


'One more time' to have my picture made with my hero 'mamaw'.


The time spent sitting in the floor packing the old photos was rewarding. There were so many 'Just one more time' moments I lost count. Don't you have some 'Just one more time' memories? If we could recapture and bottle them we would roll around in them everyday. Looking at my blessings packed into boxes, I felt rewarded. The journey's I'd been a part of was satisfying. There are many moments I could wish to have back, however the past is the past. I can only look forward to what lies ahead. Make today what I can. Make tomorrow what I can. Press forward and continue on. New memories are on the horizon. If my iPhone camera continues to work, and Wal-Mart will continue to develop, I'll have new photos to add to the thousands in my library.

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