Apparently March 21st is Memory Day. Did you know that? I’m not entirely sure who named the day or when, but it got me thinking.
How often do you go through your photos? What prompts you to look through them?
I often look through family photos, at seemingly forgotten memories, only to have my mind transported back once again to a time in the past. Childhood holidays that had long since slipped my mind, are placed in my hand. The chubby little face of my second born, that is so unlike the face he has now, is captured forever in that one image (or lots in my case!).
What about holidays as a child, or holidays with your children. The donkey ride in the cobbled street (I can’t remember the name of the town now), the tent that you slept in that leaked, the swimming pool you didn’t go in because you never learnt to swim. Most of these places I would have forgotten had it not been for the photos my parents kept.
On a more sensitive note, perhaps you have lost a loved one and, despite your best efforts, you find it hard to remember what they look like. You look at photos of this person and you can almost hear them. Or maybe this person didn’t want to be in any photos and you struggle to picture their face.
I wonder, when I am old, possible losing my mind a little, will these images still have the same effect? Will they jolt my memories as they do now?
Getting to know you: describe your favourite photo to me: is a print? who is in it? where was it taken? when was it taken? what do you love so much about it? I would love to hear from you below.