For a better part of my life, I have been an avid picture taker; capturing moments on film for as far back as I can remember.
Before digital, we took these films in to be printed. Good shots or bad, it was sometimes a crap shoot what you would end up with, thus making it part of the fun in reviewing your pictures.
Recently, I undertook the task of sifting through a loved ones photos. No longer having the space to store their albums, they were gifted to me.
It was up to me to determine which photos to save, which ones to give away & which ones to discard. This proved to be a more difficult task then I envisioned.
As I was sat there flipping through the albums, I was filled with a myriad of emotions.
These photos represented a life story, each telling a tale of a time or a place or person held dear over the course of a life journey.
I thought about the cupboard in my house, overflowing with photo albums, chalked full with my life experiences & my memories. My story.
Who will sift through all of them when the time comes & determine which ones to keep, which ones to give away & which ones to discard?
Who will share my story? Who will share yours?