happy mid-day photo sunday.
meet the plaid family, circa fall 1982. a lifetime ago.
this is me with my first husband and our son.
i won a free photo shoot at a baby store in santa cruz, and we met the photographer at harvey west park, where he knew of a great tree. this is that tree.
my baby boy was about 6 months old. i was 25, and my then-husband was 23.
these were happy times. we were young and hopeful about our future.
i do see a sadness there, in me. and i know what it is...
it's how you look when you are learning to live your life as a new mama, without your own mama.(she died less than a year before this was taken.) i felt robbed of so many things. and yet, i had this amazing boy. and that made it all a little easier to bear.
when i look at this picture now, i cannot imagine what posessed me to go with a plaid theme for the three of us! scary, i know.
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you all look soooooooo young! but i wasn't much different, it just took me a year or 2 longer to have my baby boy!
in '82 i was just starting to dread my hair out....& listened to reggae music *all* the time....& was starting to flirt with my son's dad-to-be....& was living in hot'lanta!
thanks for the memory walk!
I dig the plaid...and your child looks so so so happy!
What does you son have to say? LOL
STB
Look at the baby you....and your baby! So adorable, and such a snippet in time....plaid, let it be. As you say, so young and hopeful. I love it! Peace to you....and to this photo. Thank you for sharing.....plaid and all!
Reading your post reminded me of a favorite Jackson Browne song of mine called "Fountain of sorrow". Here are the lyrics:
http://www.lyricsfreak.com/j/jackson-browne/68556.html
So young for your eyes to have seen so much...
I wasn't much older than you when I lost Dad; it is such a haunting loss!
You were gorgeous, and your son was so adorable! Of course, you still are gorgeous, but somehow I don't think he'd want me to use that word to describe him now...
alan
You are so pretty, as always. But yes, the sadness is apparent. It’s obvious you were still grieving.
But, oh, that Baby Boy! What a doll! And I don’t normally like babies. But he is beyond sweet.
For some reason I was mad about plaid in the early 80’s. It must have been the fashion. I remember a yellow and black plaid dress that I thought I looked oh-so-adorable in, when looking back, I’m sure I looked like one of the bees from SNL.
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A beautiful family. I see the sadness, but also hopefulness and promise.
Love the plaid. In 1982 I was graduating from high school. It was a great year.
It is still difficult, today, for me, when a life changing event occurs and I cannot call me mom! She passed away when I was 29. It will be 13 years in June.
You are beautiful and your baby is just adorable.
Mary
(1982 possessed you on the plaid issue, methinks)...
This month seems to have encouraged much reflection. You put so much heart into your memories, and raise the bar on introspection. It must be difficult, not having your children know the woman who meant so much to you. I often wonder how I'll describe the tremendous influence my grandparents had over me. I wish my grandmother could have held my children.
She believed she would see her mother again. I believe it for you, too.
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