Sunday, February 22, 2009

Blowing bubbles

Blowing bubbles

I thought today would be sad. My friend's father lies dying and we went to NJ pay our respects today and show our support and love for these friends who my husband and I have known since we've been teenagers. But there was only love that we found. The father was asleep in a luxurious recliner in the living room, surrounded by family. A great-grandchild was the center of attention as she cooed softly from the hospital bed in the same room. The kitchen overflowed with even more family. Children drew quietly at the table, adults conversed, and I felt nothing but calm. After coming home, I went through my photo files and found pictures of happier times for this family, two summers ago when the father was feeling much better.
This is his granddaughter, Laura, who is holding her nephew Mason. Mason is the father's great-grandson.
And yes, Mental P Mama, I used the Orton effect. Some photographs just want me to do that to them.

2 comments:

Oliag said...

I do think that if one looks closely there can be found some joy in every part of life...and I think you found the joy in this part of that lucky man's life - his close family and how this has brought them together...

Mental P Mama said...

Well, I was gonna say...

What a strangely comforting visit that must have been. The big picture is sometimes hard to see in the minutiae of everyday living. I hope their vigil is not too long or too painful.