First, I can’t believe I’m about to write about a Christmas memory from 30 years ago. When did I age? How did I get to this place? Wow.
I think I was 8 or 9 the last time I saw my biological father at Christmas. I remember it was awkward and uncomfortable, but his gift that day planted a seed that has flourished into quite a passion of mine.
It was a 110 Camera, brand forgotten (it’s that age thing). I couldn’t wait to take pictures. I snapped shots of my cat and my dog. Of my mom and whoever else would sit for one. The quality wasn’t fantastic, but I didn’t know any different. I loved that camera.
From then on I’ve always had a camera close by. It was always a pain dropping off the film and waiting a week for the pictures to come back. Only to find that some were out of focus, or you forgot to take the lens cap off. I remember when 1-Hour Photo was the newest thing and how cool it was to get your pictures back the same day you dropped them off. Now I can just look at the screen, decide if it’s good and act from there. If it needs editing, I can do it with ease. If I want to share it with my out-of-state family it’s as simple as sending a text message.
Side note: I had no idea when I was my son’s age that technology would have taken off as it has. It’s exciting, but a little scary. My son is in 3rd grade and is already learning code. Say what?!
Is there a gift you’ve received that you have fond memories of? I’d love to hear about them if you do.