Sweet, isn’t it? That’s my mom, second from the left, and her sister, brothers, and mother. I think it’s from the early 1950s. I wonder why they are all dressed up. What are they celebrating? Is my grandfather standing off to the side taking the photo? Why isn’t my mom smiling?
I love finding old photos like this one. The Type A in me wants everything organized and labeled (Easter 1970, Summer Vacation 1986), but the part of me that’s open to uncertainty (she’s there; just super small) loves stumbling into a mess of pictures and wondering. Why? What? Who? Since everything is digital now, can one really find a box of pictures in the back of the closet? Will the wonder still be there?