I've written before about how I love having photo memories surrounding me. I've been this way since high school. I started noticing last fall though, that my wall of memories was in need of some updating. For one thing, I had put the photo collages together last century (literally), in some cases, and frame styles have changed. I also realized that because I had put the collages together before even meeting my husband, his family was not as well represented as I would have liked. I was motivated, though, when my husband's cousin sent us a years' worth of digitized photos as Christmas. I had purchased a bunch of new collage frames, and finally got my act together a couple of weeks ago to order the prints I wanted. There are several from my husband's family, a few from when the kids were little, some with friends, on and on. We finally got everything hung today, and I find myself standing in the hall and just smiling as I scan the photos. The wall is full of so many wonderful memories. As I've turned 50, while I certainly hope there are plenty of more years in front of me, I also have to acknowledge that there are more years behind me than there are ahead of me. My biggest hope is that the people in those photos enjoyed making those memories as much as I did.
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