Today I looked at photo albums.
No matter your age, photo albums are always a trip down memory lane. They are a preservation of an instant, a moment of time, posed or candid. A multitude of dots will eventually form a line -- two, three, 10, a hundred photos tell a story.
Sister Alice is a woman who is incredibly devoted to her family. On the mantle of her humble living room, family photos are carefully arranged -- her parents' wedding, she and her sister and mother, her nephews and nieces and grand-nephews and nieces. One of the first things she shared with me was pictures of her family, preening like a proud grandmother. It paints a warm picture.