Digitizing Memories

After my dad died, I wrote about his death in my journal-

I couldn't write in my journal for several years after that.  

After mom died, I looked through all her pictures, but they've

 sat in the suitcase I brought them home in for over a year now.

I don't know what that says about how I grieve, but I'm now in the 

process of digitizing everything.

These photos are from when we lived in Puerto Rico.

 

One of my favorite pics

Apparently, I sucked my thumb when I was little. 
I vaugely remember doing it, but 
I clearly remember my siblings teasing me about it!

Reading with mom

Got ahold of the hair clippers

 

The "Whirly Bird" and our red bus

Pictures from Washington

At Baker Lake

Bob's Chevy and our tan bus,
Paula, Jim and Skipper.

Dad-any resemblance to Tom is purely coincidental.

Deception Pass

Digging a hole then making a pole out of driftwood was a thing.

I was a snappy dresser

The "Big Hill"

Loved this oak tree in our back yard.

The rock in our back yard we named,
"The Big Rock"