I was looking back at some old pics I had of various members of the family and I found two that sort of made me double-take. I had to ask my Mom about it and she straightened me out. I found an old photo of my Grandma in 1928 when she was 13. I saw another picture of my Mom in 1952 when she was 6. Before I knew the dates, I figured they were the same person spaced only by a few years. They are old pics…I mean really really old pics. Who could tell?!
Anyhow, even more than the similarities between these pictures, I think both pictures look like my Mom as I remember her when she was younger (but that was a looong time ago). I don’t really know what my point is other than to say it’s weird to see old pictures of people. As long as I can remember, my Grandparents were old. They both had gray hair and wrinkles and all of the old Grandma/Grandpa sorts of things. I love my Grandma tremendously and miss her indeed. My Grandpa is 95 and still a riot. I guess he probably has been old for as long as I can remember.
But it is strange to look back at these pictures and think that my Grandparents were young and frisky and aggravating to their parents. They rode scooters and climbed trees and played kickball and talked too much in class. They became teens and twenty-somethings and parents and went through all of the same things we are going through raising our kids.
Does anyone else have a hard time seeing their elders as…well…regular people? As I age (but I am still dang young!), I think I am starting to understand. I see a resemblance between those pictures for sure, but I believe I am beginning to see a resemblance between our lives as well…and it’s a lovely picture.
I love your last sentence!
“I see a resemblance between those pictures for sure, but I believe I am beginning to see a resemblance between our lives as well…and it’s a lovely picture.”
You are very blessed!
Great pictures.
There is one picture of my mom when she was about 3 years old. She has these Shirley temple type curls in a black and white photo. She looks absolutely like a porcelain doll! So beautiful! My grandma told me my mom was a very cute baby.
I always look at those pictures and try to imagine what my mom or my grandma was like back then.
Weren’t they lovely? We found some photos of our parents and grandparents after my folks died, photos that I had never seen. In one my mother looked absolutely sexy–and it was taken after she’d had 6 kids! There were photos of my stern grandmother laughing and playing. Who knew she could be like that?
Wonderful post, Warren.
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Wow – they really did look alike (and your grandma still had that same mischievous look in her eye when I met her many years later!)
Thank you for your beautiful words. I love you too.
I’m beginning to understand as I grow older … and since my sister gave birth to a daughter who looks exactly like the photos of our mother as a child. Who herself was the image of her own grandmother. It’s all a continuum.
What I have a hard time wrapping my brain around is that my oldest kids are the same age as when I got married and had them…ughhh, my brain practically melts down when thinking about it!
When my oldest complains about how tough work and school are, I remind him that not only was I married at his age but had two kids and was finishing school, top that you whiner! Kim
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I recently put together a series of pictures that created the same sense of understanding for me. It is a set of three pictures, all of sisters in their Easter dresses. One is my mother and my aunt, one is my sister and I and the last is my two daughters. Each picture is virtually the same. Sister side by side in their pretty dresses, the hair styles are the smae, the dresses are similar, the ages are similar. I framed them together and have them on my stand. I love it.
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“But it is strange to look back at these pictures and think that my Grandparents were young and frisky and aggravating to their parents.”
I have had this thought before. It’s amusing!
It’s the circle of life, hold up your Simba.
So many thoughts come to mind- but I’ve reached the age where I do see them as regular people, and wished I had know them more. It is an amazing, connected tie that binds us all. My grandparents have been gone for years now. I visited some relatives this year at a renunion… it was amazing to connect faces to names and meeting them for the first time. Thanks…
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I keep 2 pictures side by side, one is of my Mom when when she was 16 and the other is of me when I was 14. Its the same face and the the same attitude, like, exactly!
I love those pictures together, they make me happy.
Your pics are great, your Mom is completely adorable.
Yes! I get what you’re saying. The other day, Pap was trying to explain this exact thing to one of my nephews. I think you’re right the older we get the more we ‘see’ life.
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Now if only I could find my hair…that seems to run in the family as well!