One of the real disadvantages to being my age and not being a ‘mommy-blogger’ is all the neat contests they have, that I’d really like to participate in and even win. So often, the contests center around being the mother of a young child or the blogger on a blog with hundreds of mommy-blog followers, which automatically disqualifies me.
But not this time.
The $100 Question over at BlogHer.com was asked by @FireMom this week.
She asks, “Will you show me your favorite photo that you’ve taken?”
This seemed easy enough – I have a few. The all time favorite photo that I’ve taken is almost 15 years old (my son will be 16 this year) – it’s an old picture-on-film-taken-to-the-drugstore-to-be-developed type picture, so I needed to scan it for this post.
My Dad and My Son, 1995
When my son was born, he was the first grandchild, thus the ability to turn my dad to mush by simply standing next to him on the couch. What you can’t see in the picture is the tears in his eyes when he turned to me and said, “man I love this boy” (except, we’re from Texas, so it sounded more like, “Mayun, I luuuuvvv this Bowee”)
This day and that picture holds more than just memories of my son and my dad celebrating his first birthday. Behind the camera, I’m wearing a big poofy shirt over jeans to conceal my 2nd unplanned pregnancy from the prying eyes of the gossip mongers in my family.
Minutes after this picture was taken, my dad had tears in his eyes for another reason – I was standing outside with him, telling him I was pregnant. He was uncharacteristically kind and understanding – I’d purposefully planned to tell him on the kids birthday – to sort of take some of the edge off.
This picture is my favorite picture and the best one I’ve taken because it shows so much more than you can see. When I look at it, I see the emotion of the day, so much so, that I can’t even leave the picture out on display.
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I love this picture and I love this story. You wrote it beautifully.