My love of photos is what they allow me, something precious and sometimes beyond any amount of words. Like the first time I saw this particular photo of my future husband. I didn’t know he would be my husband at the time, but when I saw the photo, I knew I loved him. I knew him. I knew his importance in my life and that I would never be the same. Thirty-two years later the man is still my husband and I look at him, remembering always this first photo,even though I now have more than hundreds of other photos of him, of us, our life, our children. Is a picture worth a thousand words? For me, one picture is worth a thousand memories.
Check out the other blogs participating if you'd like at the link under the photo above. Happy Summer all!
PS, had to take a photo of a photo because I couldn't find the original I really wanted to post here, but oh well, you get the idea...!