August 19th is World Photography Day. When I first heard about World Photography Day, I thought it would be appropriate to celebrate by taking photographs. But I already take too many.
I thought I should make a special effort to open my albums and look at my photographs. But I regularly peruse my albums.
I decided to do what I am still learning to do—especially since one uncle’s funeral. Be grateful for photographs.
Be grateful for the memories I have recorded.
Be grateful to my ancestors for taking photographs at a time when photography was not common but rather a luxury.
The photos may be blurry and dark, but they tell me things my father and uncles never did, and they remind me of what they did tell.
Thank you, Photographer, whoever you were.
God bless the photographers and those who cherish those photographs.