I Don't Remember Each Moment. . .

Michael Jacobs  My sister also recently sent me some old photos I enjoy them and have put them in an album. I appreciate your statement that clutter is not our friend!  I keep telling him he is not welcome, but he keeps sneaking back in."

I love old photographs! I always look through my parents' albums when I visit and we share laughter, and sometimes tears, doing so. I have a box full of my childhood pictures, and often regret not having the same for my children. It's a plan that keeps getting pushed to the back as other things always take priority, but maybe when they get married, I'll compile some snapshots and (my) favorite memories of their childhoods.  

Your camera picture reminds me of a small collection that was given to me years ago, by who, I am no longer sure, Michael! I enjoy looking at photos from the past, especially those of my children and the pure joy captured on their little faces. Though some memories fade, these are forever captured and stored in the digital world to become my memory as I age.

Oh stacks and books of old photos was the original rabbit hole for me, Michael! I get SO lost in those old photos! 

Like you, my mother made me a book of photos, from birth to teens and gave it to me when I graduated high school. I still have that album and love going through it periodically. Funny that you mentioned that you were the older one - so was I!  My mother had SO many more photos of my brother than me (he is 8 years younger than me)! For me, I took WAY more photos of my oldest son than my youngest! I think it's about time we have at that point in our lives.

And, I love how you describe your Mom 'gifting' you photos! I did the same thing recently with my boys - I'm in PURGE mode! LOL

Hi Michael:

Family photos are such a treasure trove of memories, and we all have them. Dealing with the photos is quite another matter, especially when it's not clear what they are. But it's fun to think back when viewing them.

Jeff

A very traumatic memory for me...finding an old photo album in my parents' closet that had the sticky corners in place where the photos had been and the descriptions of what each photo had been written just under where the photos had been. NO PHOTOS.

"Sharon age 3 at beach"

"kids in snow"

"Sharon Christmas morn"

No PHOTOS.

When I asked my mom where all the pics were she replied "oh you kids got to them".

So why on earth did she save an empty album????? 

It has been my mission to leave a photographic history of memories for my children and now my grandchildren since that disturbing day so many years ago. LOL

Hi Michael, Old photos certainly bring back lost memories, and wonderful moments in our lives. I wished I could find many of those old photos that my parents took in our younger years. 

Michael, your post beautifully connects the concept of memories to the essence of homes and living spaces. Each photograph, like every home, tells a story and holds a myriad of memories. It's a poignant reminder for those of us in real estate to appreciate the deeper value of the spaces we help people find. 🏡🖼️ #RealEstateEmotions #MemoryLane

Good Tuesday morning, Michael.

I hope all is going well for you.

Enjoy the holiday season.

Michael Jacobs ,

Again, you've written a special post.

And I especially agree :

"Visiting photographs as well as other memorabilia from our personal archives can prompt pondering

and reflection.''

Michael, it is more difficult when both of your parents pass, and those memories are almost forgotten.

(Click) You nailed it, spelled it out in black and white. Maybe a few shades of gray. Oldest child with the most photographic milestones... it happens and then the parents plane out. My oldest brother told me the first child is a throw away or trial version of parenting. He also would tell me he had different parents than me.. acknowledging they were actually the same Mom and Dad but somehow just in a trial mode and newbees Michael Jacobs .

Well said and well remembered michael. Memories from the past are truly a blessing.

Good Saturday morning, Michael.

Have an outstanding weekend.

I really loved reading this post Michael Jacobs! Well done.
"Yes, moments matter." (Oh yes they do indeed!)

Life is all memory,

except for the one present moment

that goes by you so quickly you hardly catch it. 

Attributed to Tennessee Williams

Good Monday morning, Michael. We have our first snow day of the season in Maryland.

Have a great day and an outstanding week.

Micheal one of my favorite gifts that I've ever received was a photo album.  That was back in the 80's.  When I first received I didn't appreciate.  But once I started pulling out photos, I was grateful for such a thoughtful gift.  Since that time I have received more photo albums and I still have more photos to put in them.  In this digital age, as strange as it seems, I print those photos as well.  While most of them will not mean anything to others, the photos mean a lot to me.  I'm like your Mom, I don't like clutter either, but I have yet to be able to part with photos.  Hold on to those memories. Some day, those memories may be all that we have.

Hello Michael Jacobs - I've been going through things, donating, and throwing away. This project had me going through boxes of photos in my garage.  The moment I saw the photo it took me back to the event or the experience that I had otherwise forgotten about.  Clutter is not our friend ... I like that!

No doubt you are pondering, questioning, wondering, and wondering a lot after going through old family photos. 

Michael, Nice that you mother was orderly with mementos for all of you.  You mentioned the oldest often gets the most.  I being the youngest of 7 had a baby album with nothing entered.  So it goes, but my early memories can fill many books.

Merry Christmas to you.

Memories are frequently different than reality.  Sometimes my husband tells me something that is completely different than my memory of the same event.  I tell him he is certain in his memory but not in reality!