We are engaged in a massive decluttering effort in our house, and the great gift of this intense labor is finding all manner of gems we had forgotten existed. Like these two Polaroids of my husband and me as untried twenty-somethings, taken in 1986, the month after we were married. And that photo of my husband holding our two children, taken in Antigua during Christmas 1995. I am so taken with these now vintage images. I peer into them, trying to remember who and how we were. It is a tender undertaking, like falling in love with the two of us, and the four of us, all over again.
Unless we do this decluttering, this clearing out and away, we have no idea the beautiful treasures that are hidden from our everyday eyes.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful treasures.
How could you not? Fall in love with him, him with you, and you both with your awesome children. Love these pictures. Hoping that you are well and moving along fine.
ReplyDeleteHow great that you found these! And bravo for the decluttering. You've been talking about the need to do that for a while. It's amazing what we have in our houses that we've forgotten about. :)
ReplyDeleteWhat wonderful photos. Finding forgotten photos is finding treasure!
ReplyDeleteGood luck with the decluttering...
Whoa! No wonder you are falling in love all over again. Nothing like looking back on being young. So much different than being young.
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ReplyDeleteIt is all right there!! Your treasure. Beautiful. Sweet Jo
ReplyDeleteI love how you describe it as tender, that's exactly what nostalgia is.
ReplyDeleteWonderful and rich photographs.
More, please.
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