TAKING MORE FAMILY PHOTOS
I’ve got tonnes of pictures of Amy. Amy with my mum, Amy with my dad, Amy with my sister, my grandparents, her friends, my parents’ neighbours dog. There are, however, only a handful of pictures of us together. Admittedly, that’s my fault. I simply don’t like the way I look. Which in return means, I don’t like seeing myself in photos.
I had a real heart to heart with myself, though, and I’ve decided that it really doesn’t matter to Amy what I look like. When I look at photos with my parents, their weight, hairstyle or outfit is the last thing that I pay attention too. Okay, sometimes I have a little giggle at my mum’s perm or my dad’s 80s style outfits.
The main thing, however, is that I instantly associate the picture with a memory that was hidden somewhere deep in my brain. That might be a day out, a smell, a scent or an emotion and that’s something that I’d love for Amy.
The photo below probably does none of the above as it was captured amidst ear drops, red light and nebuliser sessions but I love that Amy is still smiling and it’s probably quite fitting that it was shot in our living room. That’s where we spent most of the past couple of weeks, snuggled up on the sofa and watching My Little Pony. Not very exciting, but who knows? Maybe this photo will remind Amy of exactly that when she’s older…
Carolin is loving:
Amy is loving:
being back at kindergarten
watching My Little Pony
singing Katy Perry’s ‘Roar’
playing with her Little Ponies
drinking hot chocolate