9/09/2007

Goodbyes can be hard

I have mentioned here before that I have been scanning all my photos so that I don't have to carry the originals to Mexico with us. This has become a seemingly endless task, but one that has been a lot of fun, too. I'm looking forward to the ease of browsing through them - just telling the computer to run slide shows while I sit and watch.

A couple of pictures made me think about farewells, and how hard it is to contemplate being separated from family.

The first is my grandfather (on the far left) and (I believe) his brothers in a farewell photograph as they separated at the onset of the Armenian holocaust. Look at the dramatic way they grasp each others hands!


The second is my grandmother (top left) in the same circumstance with her family. Each of them is holding a folded handkerchief that signifies their sadness at being separated and that they will always remember each other. The folds in the image are because she carried this picture in her wallet nearly her entire life.

I know it will be hard sometimes to be separated from my sisters and my kids. (and other family, too)Thankfully technology today makes it easy for us to keep in touch almost as if we were down the street. But that almost is still there, and I can't change that fact.

What I am trying to say here is that I understand a bit of what my grandparents were feeling. I will miss my family and will do my best to be a good parent, sister, and grandmother in spite of the distance between us.

4 comments:

Rachel said...

What beautiful images.
I am now off to do a research on the Armenian holocaust. How sad that something so huge affected these peoples (your family) lives and I never even learned about it in school.
My children will know.

Brenda said...

I am in contact with my sister almost daily now on MSN Messanger whereas when we were in Canada we phoned each other maybe once a month or so. Go figure.

Cynthia said...

Best of everything to you two. You have provided me with hours of entertainment as you have moved through this process. I look forward to reading about your exciting future.

Ann said...

I Instant Message my daughter almost every day, which is more frequent contact than we had when I was in Walla Walla and she was in school in the Seattle area.
My son is a different story... I have to Skype him every so often to remind him he has a mother...
Brenda, these photos are so moving. You are very lucky to have them and to know the stories that go with them.