Monday, 12 November 2007
Zoo Camp - When YK was 8 years old, while SK was 6.
Before bedtime last night, I spent a couple of hours looking at the kids' photo albums. For a while, I was giggling over their cute and adorable pictures... of them frolicking in the sea, hugging orang utans at the zoo, running in the park and celebrating birthdays at play school. I'm grateful that their kindergarten graduation and zoo camps have been immortalised in photo prints for my memory bank is getting too cluttered.
I must have taken thousands of photos of them growing up. To think that I had almost lost possession of these albums some years ago... When I was given custody of the kids, their father had insisted that I leave the photos behind for him. Well, I did, knowing that having the kids is far more important than the photo prints.
Just before we sold the matrimonial home, I went back to find them languishing in the storeroom. If they had meant so much to him, he would have brought them to his new home right? I took every single one home and they are in my safe hands again.
Now that they are in my possession, I find they're an important part of our lives. While our memories fade as we age, the photos help to preserve those precious moments. Now you see why I am still taking photos today.