Looking Back

Technology is a marvellous thing. Over the years my family has taken many thousands of photographs and at present they take up a ridiculous amount of space in our spare room. We've gone on to digital now, so we take even more piccies we just forget to look at them!

Anyhow, in an effort to make room to store other forms of tat, we are in the process of scanning all our old photos to disk - a mammoth task. But it's not the chore we thought it was going to be, because every few pages in an album produces a squeal or giggle or 'awww' (you know that slightly yukky noise parents make when looking at old pictures of their kids). It is special going back over old photo's - partly nostalgic, but also because they are of happy occasions. I've found it really cathartic, but also a challenge to keep making the most of every day.

In looking at the joy on my son's face when he was about 3 sticking old cardboard boxes together to make a dragon, or my daughter's delight at first flying a kite - I remember that simple pleasures and an excitement about the everyday little things are the things that make life special.

Back to the scanning - oh, here's one of me before my hair began to go grey - hmm, moving swiftly on....