I’ve never been much of a photographer. Not that I can’t take a great snapshot if conditions are right, but I don’t feel the need to commemorate life’s events with a ton of photos. Usually that’s not a problem. I’d rather be invested in enjoying the moment than concerned about recording it for posterity.
This Thanksgiving, however, I wish I’d been more camera-aware than usual. If I have this right, it’s been 12 years since I have had both my sons at my side at the same time. And since they live so far away, it may be be quite a while before it happens again.
The picture above was taken in my mother’s house in 2001, I think (the date is missing from the print, I can only read ’01). I wish I had a comparative montage to show the three of us this year. Since I don’t, and I don’t have Photoshop either, I will have to be content with the triptych I pasted together below, including my Mom this time.
Enjoy your family, everyone, while they are with you. Not just during the holidays, but every day.