Between the pages in my mum’s childhood photo album, I found these pictures that her father drew of her. The one above he sent as a postcard to some friend or relative who obviously later gave it back to my mother.
I recently found the photo album at my dad’s house and took it home with me.
With it, I also found a note pad with memories connected to the photos, written down by mum back in 1979 (when she was 49). It seems she got the idea to do that after sorting through other old photos (I guess in connection with the death of her mother-in-law) and finding that many of those had little to say to the next generation, when not accompanied by names and dates.
In my mother’s opinion, “one 50 year old letter often says more about someone than lots of photos”
I haven’t had the time (concentration) to sit down and look/read through the album and notebook properly yet, but I intend to.
One year ago today my mum’s life ended. Born on 20 February 1930, she got to be 79 years old + three months and a few days.
One year ago?? Time behaves strangely, sometimes, mixed up with memories...
Some words from the song by the Beatles pop up in my mind: “Oh Yesterday came suddenly…”
But forgotten I have not.
Today’s post at my Picture Book blog has the same title as this one: Forget-Me-Not. But different content: It is about the little blue flower by that name, and some legends connected to it.