Vintage Paw
dead stare and computer glare
I lost my Dad a little over 2 months ago and I'm in bits now
I love seeing him in the old photos we have stashed away, he was a brave man when he was younger and I wish I'd been able to spend more time with him like this instead of when he was lingering under the spectre of depression and alcoholism in the late 80's and 90's
I'm sorry for your loss
Photographs are a double-edged sword in this respect: on the one hand it's so important to remember the happy times, the good things, but on the other it's so painful to know your arms aren't long enough to reach back there and grab what used to be.





