They were Lisa's and from 1999. One roll didn't come out, and they were mostly of the beach and the dogs. I looked at them real fast and didn't see this until I got home. It may be nothing to you, but to me it's heaven!
I call it Mike's Legs
(snicker) At one time this would have been one for the trash pile. :0)
It's funny how you learn to cherish little things.
We didn't go in Mike's room for what seemed like a long time after he died. One day the air was on very cold in the house and Mike (my husband) went upstairs to check the thermostat.. Next thing I know he was yelling for me, "Come up! He's back!" I went to Mike's room, and there were handprints on his window that showed up because of the cold.
Time to go. I'm all teary-eyed now. But I'm okay. Here's a song I'll leave you with.
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Oh, Ellen, what a sweet sweet story. And I love the photo. I always want to thank you when you share like this. It means so much to me.
Just so you'll know, I save every single picture I take of Sydney, even the crappy, double exposed, blurry, back of her head ones (of which there are many) because I never know what amazing memory one of those bad pictures will bring back in later years.
Posted by: Faith | January 31, 2005 at 10:24 PM
This picture -- and this post -- are truly gems.
Posted by: Tonya | January 31, 2005 at 11:53 PM
Oh, Ellen, what an amazing image. It shows your son's playful side, which is so fitting, isn't it, considering the unexpected circumstances of finding those rolls of film. I'm so glad you found that photo!
Posted by: Janis | February 01, 2005 at 06:51 AM
Great story -- great image ... I laughed when you said pictures were back -- from 1999! Sounds like me at times -- I have rolls of film stuck around I forgot to process -- it's always fun seeing what's on them... Thanks for sharing...
Posted by: bob | February 01, 2005 at 01:36 PM
I'm so glad that you got at least one photo and a very cool one at that. It's wonderful that you are enjoying memories of Mike, even though they are agonizing also.
Posted by: Margaret | February 01, 2005 at 07:36 PM
Ellen, you don't know how much this touches me. We are struggling right now, my son and I. I wish I could possibly convey how much he means to me. I am so afraid of the path he is taking.
Posted by: Michelle | February 02, 2005 at 03:22 PM