Child Loss and Family Pictures: An Entirely New Meaning
I’m not exacly sure when it happened, but somewhere around age twelve I became a photo nut. There was hardly ever an occasion when I didn’t have a camera in my hands. I’m still that way today. I have taken thousands and thousands of photos, and now that digital photography is available, I’m always snapping photos. It’s irritating to some people, but I love to have a photo to remind me of time spent together with family and friends. This week while having a rare, but necessary, meltdown, I was sobbing in bed one evening and decided to look through some of the thousands of photos stored on my computer. It wasn’t until then…