Did you ever lose something very special, mourn its loss thinking it was gone forever, and suddenly you find it?!
Well, that happened (at least, the “finding it” part) to me yesterday when my husband came and told me he was going through an old hard drive before formatting it and came across pictures from our visit last year to South Dakota.
I discovered these pictures were missing a couple of months ago, when I went back to print some of them out and instead learned that they were gone.
These pictures are priceless to me, because my mom and dad saw my son Micah just one time during his entire first year of life, and Micah’s “happy pictures” from that visit were completely gone.
I had downloaded most of my pictures onto my dad’s computer in South Dakota, so he sent me what he had, but the pictures I really really wanted were taken the last night of our visit, after I downloaded my pictures for Dad.
Here’s just one picture that gives you an idea why they were special: My mom, my sister, and my little Micah-man enjoying some smiles.
There are a lot more–and one particular picture I want to print in black & white. A few with my sister, saying good-bye to the kids at the airport. To me, these are just priceless.
When my husband showed my these pictures, I couldn’t help it: I hugged him. And cried.
I was so very happy.