My siblings and I have spent the past week breaking up mom's condo, as she heads for a nursing home. But that's not the real story, here.
As part of breaking up mom's condo, we came across a drawer full of old photos, and spent a lot of time going through the photos, resurrecting memories, and sharing nostalgia.
It occurs to me that future generations, even my own kids, won't have that experience. All of my photos, these days, are taken on my i-phone. They probably won't even be able to "view" the pictures, unless they have my password.
Will they sit around wondering... "what did mom and dad do before we arrived?", or will they just throw a handful of dirt on our graves, and say "oh, well... wanna hit brunch?" (which is weird, 'cause I'm planning on having a late afternoon funeral).