Reflection 3
Today, I'm going to write about photos that I pinned to my wardrobe and my reflection about my and our past. Yesterday, on Saturday, I decided to clean my room- I saw an old family photoalbum which made me want to look at it and maybe reflect on my familys past? When I was turning the pages on it, I remeberded that some time ago I wanted to fill my walls with photos of me, my friend and family. So why not change this idea by adding photos of my parents when they were younger?
So I did it. It took me about 3 hours but most of this time I was just looking at photos- I realized that a lot of anegdotes, which my parents told me, are making now a whole story. Finally, I can recognize my grandmas at age 30 or 40 and my parents at 18(actually, they didnt change as much but still it is nice to know who is in the picture). It's fun to know that photos on my wardrobe are older than me- some of them have 30 years! I have one, when my mother had 6 years, she was just a toddler or when my dad was 18 or when my parents were 22 and I had just 1 years. I feel a lot of emotions- mostly it's love. And on thing- personally, I think there is a huge difference between real photos and this in phone or computer. This in our gadgets don't have this nostalgic vibe.
Now, when I see my work, I'm wondering- that if we ar going to forget a lot of details from our life, photos will remember. There are so much to keep in mind, and yet, a lot of us can do this. I love listening to stories that for example my grandma tells me. And when I look at this pictures I am convinced that all of the memories, sad or happy ones, are worth to experience. Even only to tell others about them in the future.
It's admirable that you got so carried away by old stories and photos. I wouldn't expect may young people to be interested in such things.
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