Memories are a funny thing, they either seem to make you very happy or ridiculously sad. When you think back to yesterday or years ago can you feel the different emotions those memories bring up??
I recently lost my beloved Grandad, I am very fortunate that I got to have him in my life until I was 38 and very privileged to still have three amazing grandparents. Losing him hit me like a tonne of bricks – he was always there so why wouldn’t he be there now? I always struggled with the reality that one day one of them would go and then the next. I could not imagine my life without any of them.
Unfortunately that dreadful day came with a telephone call. My dad, the most amazing influence in my life and the person that has always held me together called, and instead of the happy conversations we usually have it was filled with sadness and tears. I am really sorry your grandad has died! I was in an absolute state, he must be wrong!! I don’t think all the years of worry about when this would happen even prepared me for the reality of the situation. I just did not know what to do. I felt like I was going mad.
After my brain fog had cleared a little all of these amazing memories came up, of all the Christmas’s we had together, all the times on holiday when Grandad would find the biggest redback crabs when we were rock-pooling, or when he dressed up in newspaper trousers, or when he helped me fix my bike or my hoover when I got older. I will never forget these and what an incredible man he was.
I don’t actually remember anything my grandad bought me, funnily enough, the first thing I did was go to my mums and ask for the photo of grandad in the paper trousers, we went through all the photos and they filled me with joy. All those times captured forever. My grandad may not be here anymore but I still had him here with me in these images. All printed and to hand! The feeling is immense. I cannot tell you how grateful I am to have these memories of me and my grandad as a little girl looking for frogs, or of his beaming smile at my wedding.
These days all I see is people buying reams and reams of digitals files. They all get stored in a cloud somewhere and never to be seen again. I always get telephone calls from my clients expressing their desire to do more with them, that USB is sat in a drawer somewhere, either never been looked at or never printed.
Digitals files are a great backup for your images, just like negatives were when we used film. However, they are no substitute for the real thing. Why don’t you spend some time this week printed your family photos, and treasuring them just like I am treasuring mine! Do not wait until its too late. They are the only thing you will have left!
Night night Grandad. xxx