I want to share with you...
some photos that are dear to me.
This little fellow is wearing his Christening Gown...
How old would you guess he is?
Three months??
I'm not sure...
This is the same little fellow
at the age of six. He is next to his sister
who was twelve.
Look at her shoes...
Look at his trousers.
This is the same young fellow at the age of fourteen.
The eyes...
They don't change.
These are photographs of my Dad...
He loved his Mother so...
Dad died seventeen years ago tonight...
I would love to say that it's gotten easier.
It has...
to an extent.
I sure miss him.
~Jim~
I think it only gets 'easier' because over time we just learn to accept it... These old photos remind me of the ones I had to relinquish to 'that' azzhat until he decides to 'inventory' the trust..You have your Dad's mouth.. Funny how physical characteristics always show up in the eyes and mouth..
ReplyDeleteHi there, Chris... I hope that you recover your photos from that 'azzhat'... my sister is that way... she thinks herself to be the guardian of all things like that.
DeleteI sure miss my parents...
Thank you for your kind words.
~shoes~
From these photos and the photos of you, I'd say you definitely resemble your father. My mom died 32 years ago, and while the sharp pain is gone now, I still miss her in a way that sometimes aches. I guess that's the human condition...our brains are developed way beyond what our emotions can sometimes handle. Or so it seems to me today.
ReplyDeleteHi there, Blissed-Out... yeah, sometimes our emotions just get the best of us...
DeleteThank you so for your kind words...
~shoes~
I love looking at our old family photos and seeing which physical characteristics my children have inherited. My daughter at 19 looks a great deal like my grandmother did at 19.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry about your dad. Sorry that it hurts so much still.
Hi there, Ami... please accept my deepest apologies for not replying before now...
DeleteI look at that last photo of my Grandmother Brown, and I see myself looking back at me... over time, I've come to think that I could be her, reincarnated... *shrugs*
It's just a gut feeling...
I hope all is well with you...
~shoes~
You know I have good days & bad days. Some days I miss my mom so much that I don't have the energy to do anything & I have to push myself to get through the day. It's true what they say--- the pain never goes away but you (somewhat) heal. It's nice you have these photos to reflect back on.
ReplyDeleteThank you sharing these lovely photos and this post.
Just as I'm sure my mom is by my side watching over me, I'm just as sure your dad is by your side watching over you.
Good morning, Princess... yes, those photos are everything to me... I adore having them.
DeleteYou are right, though... the pain doesn't go away. For some reason, I seem to be fixated on anniversaries...
Thank you, as always, for your kind words...
~shoes~
Time's supposed to heal all wounds but... it sure doesn't always do a good job. I don't have to tell you that, buddy. For what it's worth, you've got friends around the globe.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing these with us Shoes. You've certainly inherited your Dad's good looks!
ReplyDeleteMy parents died within 3 years of each other when my kids were little. I am now older than they were at the point they died and bless every day for my good health.
You have your fathers eyes :))
ReplyDeleteLove the photographs too
those photo's are remarkable Shoes! your dad's eyes really stand out. thank you for sharing! I have a picture of my dad at age 8 and he looks so much like my son Kerry. It's wonderful to see the resemblance.
ReplyDeleteI don't know how I missed this post. Migraines maybe. Your daddy was a handsome fellow. He had kind eyes.
ReplyDeleteI dedicated something to you on my Thursday post. It speaks to not leaving things unsaid. I know you will know what I mean...
Shoes: Love the photos. If you figure out how to get over it, let me know.
ReplyDelete3:40, I don't think we never really get over the loss of a loved one. We just learn to deal with it.
ReplyDeleteHugs to all those who have lost a loved one and are still hurting.
I apologize for not replying/responding to your comments... I've been sicker than a murf here lately... a cold that went to the flu that now has my vocal cords inflamed and totally without a voice...
ReplyDeleteBlah...
Thank you all so much for your kind words. I don't understand what all it is. I was much closer to Mom than I was Dad, but maybe it's that I haven't resolved all of the issues that are/were associated with my Dad's death yet...
One of these days...
~shoes~
You are the very image of your father. I bet if you put a photo of you as a child next to one of his, it would be tough to tell you apart...I miss my dad so much too. He just passed in December after a long Alzheimer's decline. It is cruel what that disease robs from a person. Especially from one who was so vibrant and commanding in his life. He was childlike in the end, calling me by his older sister's name, or flirting with me like I was someone named Jane he was taking to the prom.
ReplyDeleteHi, Linnnnnn... I didn't know that your Dad had recently passed...I'm SO sorry...
ReplyDeleteI've written about it somewhere, but I have this VERY strong personal connection to my Grandmother Brown, the lady in that last photo in the post.
The most that I still think as one of the best posts I've ever read on a blog was one you wrote about your Dad.
*huggles*
~shoes~