My dad has always been on the cutting edge of photography beginning when he was in high school. He also owned a movie camera at that time and started putting together movies as well. I remember watching some of them on an old reel to reel projector and portable screen. Many years ago, my brother took all those movies and converted them to DVD’s. Tonight we sat down and started watching them in chronological order. The earliest was in 1948 and starred one of my dad’s funny friend’s and my mother. She was 16 at the time and shared with me details of that day. We worked our way up through the birth of my older sister in 1960. My dad was in the military and my parents lived in Morocco for just over a year. It was very interesting to see how life was for them all at that time. No one had running water in the home, it had to be “fetched”. Most people travelled by donkeys. The women tied their children on their back to carry them around. Once back in the U.S. the focus was on the family. It was such a joy to see family members who have been gone for some time now, even though we got teary eyed when we saw my parents’ parents. Seeing my parents vibrant in their 20’s and starting to raise a family reminded me of the amazing history they have together, the history that I am blessed to be a part of.
I Found God today being reminded of the beautiful history that I am a part of.