Yes, I’ve been in the dark ages. I never used a scanner until tonight. Instead, I’ve been handing things over to hubby to scan things for me. My dad’s birthday is coming up soon, so we got him a digital photo frame. I started uploading some digital photos I had into the frame, but then I thought it’d be nice to scan some old photos of my sister and me and upload those as well. I don’t think hubby would appreciate scanning hundreds of old photos that have no personal meaning to him, so we finally hooked up a scanner for me tonight.
I couldn’t find the baby album that my dad put together for me about 10 years ago. I think it’s still somewhere in our garage from our move 3 years ago. Yep, like many people we still have unpacked boxes. Anyway, I still managed to find several old photos and proceed to archive all of them. Once I find my baby album, I intend to archive everything.
Going through the photos was somewhat bittersweet. My dad’s birthday is coming up next week, but this week is also the 2nd anniversary of my mom’s passing. I don’t want to go into details about feelings and all that, since I still want to keep this a mostly-crafty blog, but I think I can sum it simply: it really bites.
Since we scattered her ashes, I haven’t visited the locations (half in Texas Hill Country, half in the woods of Northern California). My sister made a special visit last year (she lives a lot closer to the location). Perhaps I will make a trip next year. In the meantime, my visits will be in spirit and via my memories.