I went and caught up with a friend the other day and she showed me a picture of her and her dad when she was younger.
Her dad passed away and whenever she misses him, she looks at that photo.
She said, that was him, before cancer, before he was in a hospital bed hooked up to machines… it was him. It was us and we were happy and that’s how I remember him.
This is why photos are important.
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I agree with this article.
You might like to extend this philosophy beyond just taking photographs with your children.