Pictures
Posted: February 4, 2013 Filed under: cancer, daughters, Family, fuck cancer, Grandkids, I'm my mother's daughter, Mack, Mea, Pictures, reflections, stuff and more stuff 4 Comments »Yesterday, our impromptu photo shoot went very well. Even though there wasn’t a super great plan for what we were all wearing, we managed to all look presentable, and no one clashed with anyone else. This is a win.
The little girls were crazy, as they usually are. They were hamming it up for the photographers, and I know that they got some amazing photos of the little girls.
Waiting, checking out her reflection in the glass.
My Mom came prepared with a list. Specific photo combinations that she wanted.
My sister, myself, and my Mom.
My Mom and our husbands, “her boys.”
My Mom and Dad together.
Mom and all the granddaughters.
Dad and all the granddaughters.
All the girls together, Mack, Mea, P and S.
My sister and I with my Dad.
Our husbands with our Dad.
Group shots of all of us together, of course.
Photo of her by herself.
I didn’t get that last one until we got home yesterday afternoon.
Then it dawned on me.
An obituary photo. It was like getting stabbed in the guts with a dull butter knife. I had been good all day, and then the tears came. I am so thankful that my mind didn’t let me figure that out until we got home. It crushed me. Worse than the original thought that these could be our last photos ever, the fact that one of these photos will be in the newspaper announcing my Mom’s death, has just shaken me to the core.
Ah, Kelly, you are getting battered from all sides. If you ever wish to come find me on Facebook and join my crazy world, even if it is for a little comic relief, let me know. I tend to forget to Twitter :/
Sending more hugs to you. xxx
I would like that, Charlotte.
I’ll send you an email with my name.
She’s just trying to be prepared for the worst. You can all still hope for the best!
I’m glad your brain didn’t let you figure it out either. How wonderful your mom is to be so thoughtful as to take care of the details so you and your family won’t have to fuss about such a thing later. Perhaps some leakage isn’t a bad thing, you know?