So, this is the first blog post I’ve written in my life.
I don’t consider myself much of a writer. The words just never seem to flow as well as the thoughts behind them. Fortunately, I’ll be posting a lot of photos and the pictures-to-words conversion rate works strongly in my favor. :) If you’re reading this, leave a comment to let me know someone’s here – I’ll be super excited!
Granny and Grampy, outside their home in Florida, March 2008.
These are photos of my grandparents, Don and Lucy. More accurately they are my “Granny and Grampy”. Granny and Grampy were high school sweethearts and on May 18th, 2010 they celebrated 67 years of marriage. 67 years. When I am nearing the end of my life and pause to reflect on my time, I pray with all my heart that my wife Sheila and I will have as many good memories of fun times together and with family, as many truly close friends, as many silly stories, and as much love for each other as my grandparents.
One year ago today Granny passed away at the age of 87.
I’m proud to tell you a bit about her. Granny was vibrant, cheerful, and exceptionally clever. Her mind was sharp and she always had the best hilariously out of the blue one-liners. Even weeks before she passed away you could see her eyes light up momentarily, her mind clarify, and should would be right there with a subtly brilliant quip. She loved to garden, golf, and regularly joined friends to play bridge or dominos. She and Grampy spent hours and hours riding motor scooters, boating, sailing, snowmobiling, and camping. Most of all Granny loved her family and always had the heart of a joyful servant.
Granny was an amazing grandmother, mom, and wife and we all miss her so much.
After her memorial service we had a table set up with dozens of snapshots of Granny and Grampy and their family throughout the years. There were photos of them as newlyweds, my mom as a baby, family vacations, and so many other beautiful moments. I had framed the first photo in this post and stood it on an easel at the end of the table. We took these photos in a period of about 15 minutes after a walk on the beach while visiting Granny and Grampy in Florida. I’ll never forget how much fun they had in that period of time. Joking, laughing, blushing, it was awesome. :)
This was taken when granny suggested he try a “reclining” pose. : )
Grampy came quietly out of the service and began to silently look through all the photos. He moved slowly down the table, quietly remembering all the moments captured in the cherished snapshots. When he got to the photo, framed at the end of the table, he stopped and looked for a long time with tears starting to flow down his cheeks.
I’ll never forget that moment. He hugged me and told me that in his last memories of her she is laying in a hospital bed. Her health had been slowly declining. Her heart was weak and she had been suffering the effects of Alzheimer’s, her mind slowly but steadily slipping over the last several years. But this photo, he said, this pushed those memories out. This is Lucy as he really remembers her. He told me that it captured the special spark in her eyes and her clever and mischievous sense of humor. He treasured all the photos that were there, but to him this photo captured her spirit in a different way. This summed up what he loved about her and is how he would remember her.
I hung the framed photo up in his room and he thanked me many times that weekend. He later told me that he sometimes talks to her portrait as if she were there. Some days he buckles the photo into the passenger seat and takes her with him for car rides. He tells me that he misses her so much, but that he looks at this portrait and it’s almost like she’s there with him again.
This is why I’m a photographer. If I were to never make another image again I’d be content that my calling has been fulfilled in creating these images.
Thank you Granny and Grampy. Love you so much!
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