When I was a little boy there was a picture that was hidden away in a drawer in my parent's bedroom. I was known to plunder, I'm not sure how this started, but I think it came from weekend's at my Grandmother's. Alone I had reign of the entire house, no secrets so I thought, anything I found I would come back and ask questions, who's this a picture of, what is this. There were no boxes that weren't gone through, no desks that weren't scurried through. I could just about tell you where anything was. And I'm sure I learned who a lot were. So sometimes when I was alone I searched for treasure. One of the things I found was this small picture of my parents when they were young kissing. Something I don't remember them doing in front of us. Maybe two times I can remember it, but I think we made them kiss even those times. I saved this picture all these years. They have since divorced when I was in college, and both remarried, but I keep this for some reason, maybe just to remind me, remind me that once there was love enough to make us.
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4 comments:
I think its great that you have hung onto that picture. It shows just how much they did love each other once.
Kathy
I was a snoop myself when I was younger. I found tons
of stuff, some good some bad and some that I didn't even
know what it was! LOL
What a great story Derek! Thanks for sharing.
Love,
Connie
awww that's sweet that you kept the picture all those years? Do they know you have it?
What a special picture. And I can understand why it means so much to you. Tina
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