Beautiful baby, look at those cheeks and that bow shaped mouth. Throw a little blonde hair on top of her head and she looks just like my niece. I all at once love to find pictures in my books, but at the same time it saddens me that it lost its way from the family who loved them.
As a resident of Southern California, I have more than once packed up all my most important things to run away from a fire. Twice, actually. Which I think is more than enough for one lifetime. That said, photographs are the first things I go for. The old ones from my childhood, but more important to me are the photos of my children. The things that really matter, not truly the tangible things, but our memories.
