The Big 65!

Oct. 8th..first pictures. Sixty five years ago, and counting. Taken at the hospital, moms and babies stayed a full week back then. It truly is "time in a bottle", these old photographs..my baby book, the list of gifts received and who was there to welcome baby to our world. My young second cousin is working on family history for his newly established website. I've spent much of the past week uploading and downloading pictures and documents into the computer to send him. How all the bits and pieces from this scrapbag of life transport you to another time and place. This picture touches my heart, my beautiful young mother with her first child. So much hope and promise, so much optimism about the what the future held.

It touches my heart, makes me sad, fills me with awe, and makes me wonder. How is it that this photo can exist, be so clear and sharp and untouched by the 65 years that have passed? I would like to live long enough to understand, to really "get it" that objects remain and their owners keep changing through the years and pass away. Maybe it's that living thing are always in transition.