Then & Then

I've spent the last week organizing my photos - old albums, different homes, kids growing up, family changes.  All of those things from my 60+ years.

I wanted them to be organized, ready to pass them on to my daughter at some point.  I also stuck all the duplicate photos in albums to give to my great granddaughter.

But the hardest photos to look at were also the best photos to look at: photos of my son, Brian. I spend a lot of time wondering if I had done something different, if just one thing were different enough, to change the course of his life.  I won't ever know the answer to that question.  I still miss him every day.

Then and then: 1990 ~ 2002