Personal blog of christian
writer & fallible mom
Katy McKenna Raymond
in Kansas City, Missouri
Katy is represented by
Rachelle Gardner at
WordServe Literary
Read more Katy at
LateBoomer.net
Recent Posts
- Ticking The Boxes
- Happy Ninth Blogiversary to ME!
- NaNoCryMo
- Predictability? Don’t Count On It
- It’s That Time Again!
- Losing It
- Acutely Not That Funny
- Coming To Terms With Writing Terms
- Another Great Conference!
- Catching Up Again, Or Still?
- Crazy!
- If Doug Had Seen This Movie Of Me As A Baby, He Might Not Have Ended Up With Chatty Katy
- I Can’t Believe We’re Finally Here
- Why I’m Always Glad To Have Written
- Happiness Is Locking In A Low Rate With The Man Of Your Dreams
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Before And After
Write the names on the backs of aging photographs, even though you know perfectly well which of your children had ringlets of wispy blond hair, and wore the pale green sleeper while clutching the blanket with the embroidered rosebuds on its satin edge.
Write the names on the backs of the photographs.
Do it for the sake of those who will come after you, as a common courtesy, a loving legacy, a silent witness to you having been here, a reminiscent nod to the fleeting prime of your life.
Do it because you believe not only in your own short story, but in the tiny jot or tittle you represent in God’s redemptive story on the earth. He put you here, He’s authoring the script of your life and of your faith, but you have a part to play.
Write the names on the backs of the fading photographs, and the dates, and the places, too.
Don’t put it off, foolishly trusting that cognition will always serve, and that the lines and faces and scenes you’ve memorized so well will always be written on the tablet of your consciousness.
One day, many years from now, you may shuffle through these photographs and wonder about the handsome young men, the beautiful babies, the brides, the smiling youths in caps and gowns.
Turn the photographs over then, when you are old. Read the names of those you’ve loved and, every once in a while, you’ll see your own name, too.
Remember, for the sake of of those who will come after, all the ones who’ve gone before.
I write the names and dates on the back of all my pictures and always have. If I ever get behind, then I always catch up on school breaks, like Christmas or Spring Break and do rolls at a time. Usually, though, I’m totally caught up and have trained Baillie to do the same. This is SO important.
Posted by Bridget on 10/25 at 08:14 PM
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