Young and In Love
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I love looking at old pictures. Always have. Lately it seems a lot of old photos from both sides of our family have been popping up.
This is one of my favorites. It’s of my husbands maternal grandparents, Ruth and Lee (we call them Mamaw and Papaw.) They’re so stylish, Lee with his brimmed hat and Ruth in her hip heels – some would love to get their hands on those today. Don’t they just look so in love? My husband thinks they have a mischievous look on their faces but I think they just look happy.
Mamaw passed away a little over a year ago and we’ve all missed her terribly, especially Papaw. He never failed to show his love for her, always speaking words of love to her for all of us to hear – never anything cross. I was happy to be a witness to the testament of the vows they took long ago being lived out for all of us to see.
Mamaw was spunky and feisty and a wonderful story teller. My husband tells how he felt as if he was the greatest thing ever when around her because she always made sure to make you feel like you were the best at everything. And look at those legs! No wonder Papaw is smiling so.
Sometimes I think we forget that our parents, grandparents or any of our elders were once young, in love, stylish and maybe a little mischievous too. I’m glad we have this old photo. For me the only difference in Mamaw and Papaw in this photo and how they were the day Mamaw passed is how they looked on the outside. This will always be a constant reminder to me of our never failing youth, that’s always there, even though we may start to ache, wrinkle and sag a little.
What memories do you have to share? What ways do you remember those dear to you?
Thanks, Amy. Great job. Hoping I can get it on comp. at nursing home for Papaw to see. Luv U. Thanks again.
I’m a witness to Papaw’s love for Mamaw. So awesome that it was evident til her death and continues today. Their anniversary date is coming up in a couple weeks–10/22.
I love seeing old photos! Especially of my Mom. She’s been sick my whole life so I love seeing her young and healthy!
This is a beautiful story and such a good reminder that there is a whole lot more to people than what we see on the outside. Both of my grandmothers died before I knew them well. Both were named Ruth and my middle name is Ruth in their memory. I’ve always liked that and wished that I could have known them better. I’m going to ask my mom to look for a picture of them when they were younger. I know there are stories to tell!
What wonderful memories old pictures bring back. And what a legacy the one you shared portrays. Thanks for sharing it.
We have a few old and I mean old pictures in our family box that have no name and they is noone left to tell us who they are. What a shame. Names on backs of pictures is important to future generations. We all need to make it a practice to name and even date the back of pictures.
My mother recently passed away and I was blessed to receive many of her photos, some of her parents, grandparents, siblings and of course, my dad. I took hammer to nail and hung many of those photos in our guestroom. I won’t ever forget.
Love those old pictures.
–Matt, author of http://www.amazon.com/Quick-Secrets-Create-Winning-Photographs/dp/1598639021
When I read your comment: ‘the only difference is how they looked on the outside’, my thoughts immediately went to this and I thought I should share with you: “So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self (our spirit) is being renewed day by day.”–2 Corinthians 4:16. Blessings!
Thank you so much for that, Gloria!