The great bulk of my digital photographs are on my computer and back up external hard drives in the hope I never lose any or all of them. Last week I had a few photos developed to share with Diane and her cousin from our trip last June as Diane had shared some of hers with me. While I was at it I developed a few current ones of myself and tucked them into an envelope with a short letter to my daughter. It has been a few years since our visits so I thought it might be a good idea to let her know how I look these days.
I’ve heard that older people have aging spurts just as young children have growth spurts, and I recall the feeling of dismay that came over me when I realized that my own parents had moved into the senior set. I always knew their ages, but to see that a parent who could do anything through my child and young adulthood struggling at something, was unexpected. It’s more of an oh my than ah ha moment.