I still can’t believe it has been ten years. The day before my dad passed away, my sisters, brother and I gathered around his private hospital room. As we were joking around and sharing stories, I felt a sudden urge for us to take a family photo. My parents separated when I was just a baby, so finding photos of all us kids with our dad all together are far and few in between. It’s no surprise that with the positive, celebrative atmosphere that I would want to take a photo to remember the moment. Little did we all know that in less than 24 hours we would lose him.
When I look back now, I am so thankful we decided to take a photo. We may not look our best and the hospital decor is nothing compared to a stunning outdoor backdrop, but it it us, and a constant reminder to just take the dang photo.