We were texting Diana the other day about wedding plans and she said something about riding with Peter's grandparents and right there in the middle of our office area, I began to cry. The grief came over me like a giant wave as I realized - again - that my girls no longer have grandparents.
My dad died in 2019 and Chuck's mom, the last of their grandparents, just died in February.
It hit me hard and I let the tears flow.
I've had this picture hanging in the living room for many years. It's one of those iconic photos that are a part of your family. It's my dad at around 3 years old, sitting on the hood of their car.
I've seen this next picture a hundred times but never really thought about it. A few months ago I came across it again and it hit me! Was my dad purposefully re-creating his photo? This is me around 2 years old, sitting on the hood of our car.
All these years and I never made the connection!
I've re-created photos:
Me and my sisters
Sharaya getting ready to ride on my dads motorcycle
Allison standing next to my dads motorcycle
And my girls have re-created photos - many photos! Here's one:
But to think my dad did it way back in the early 1960's, just makes me miss him even more.
Do you have a family photo that means a lot to you?
Have you ever re-created a picture?