My heart is broken. My maternal grandmother passed away today. I am fortunate that I have had all four grandparents alive and well through my childhood and beyond. My children are blessed with six great grandparents…..until today.
For the last two weeks, my grandmother has been ill and was asking about my daughter, Rylynn. For various reasons, my three month old had not met my maternal grandparents. I have, for each of my children, a four generation portrait. It breaks my heart to know that I will not have this portrait with my grandma and Rylynn.
I hear so many times – I don’t have anything to wear, I want to lose weight first, I’m too busy right now….. I used that very excuse and now it really is too late. Please don’t wait until it is too late to have portraits done. It would have meant the world to me to have that portrait now.
Today I have been reminded about the power of a portrait. I spent several hours today looking for a portrait of my grandma to use for her obituary. I took it at Thanksgiving, two years ago. We were all sitting around the table visiting after enjoying a huge meal. I picked up my camera and captured the moment. I am so glad I did.
A portrait keeps a memory alive. From now on, my grandmother will only live in my heart, my memories and in our images of her. I wish I had a portrait of her and Rylynn. I wish I didn’t wait.
