https://the-lilypad.com/forum/galleries/1964-power-of-love.335659/ My journaling: When I was a little girl I spent a lot of time at my Mimi and Bumpa’s house. I’m lucky they took lots of photos of me. It wasn’t easy in the early 60’s, when film and developing was expensive. I knew I was loved. They paid attention to me, they spent time with me, and they captured photos that reflected that love. My Mimi isn’t in many pictures at all. I can only imagine that she was more comfortable behind the camera. Having so few of her helps me remember to get in the frame with my grandsons. These little memory bubbles I hold dear to my heart. They are windows into a time when I had no responsibilities, when I could curl up in a lap and know I’d be protected and sheltered. When I could fling myself into either of my grandparents for hugs and kisses at any time. My fondest wish is that one day those I love look back at photos of themselves with me and their Grampy and treasure each moment. Each of their own little snippets of love.