Personal Side: In Remembrance

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Recently, Adam and I were reminiscing about growing up and the people who affected us the most. For Adam, it was his grandmother. She was a beautiful woman full of patience and love. Anytime I was in her presence she made sure I felt like I was the most important person in the world. She hardly knew me but went out her way to show she cared. The few times I was able to speak with her alone, she would listen with rapt attention. Now let's be honest, I'm not that entertaining or thought provoking, so the only conclusion I can reach is that she actually cared that much!

So how does this tie into pictures of some stools? Well, they belonged to Adam's grandmother. They've been sitting in our garage for quite some time covered with rust and missing some parts. In remembrance of her and Adam's happy childhood, we decided to refurbish them with a little elbow grease and a cheerful teal paint. Now these sit in our kitchenette as a reminder to Adam of his wonderful childhood memories. I asked Adam to tell a quick story and instead he wrote a letter, and my heart melts.

Grandma,

You were the one. The one that held this family together. I spent many of days with you in your kitchen sitting on these exact stools. It was my favorite place in the entire house (except for maybe in Grandpa's old truck, or riding with him on your John Deere). You understood me like no one else in the family did. You taught me many life lessons as I sat on these stools. I learned the meaning of Christmas (not the gift giving) but how to love. You always told me to speak from my heart, I still do to this day, even though it may get me in trouble. I learned how to cook using things from your garden in the backyard. My favorite was corn, I may have tweaked the recipe a little bit, but then again, I don't have to cook for 20 people. We would sit on these stools together and look out the back window, over the yard, past the pool, and through to the farm land. We would watch deer eat your plants and squirrels run up the trees. We would play cards and we would cheat at cards. We would make punch, maybe not the punch I like now, but I can still taste it in mouth when I think of it. I did my homework at these stools, you helped when you could. You talked to me about how to treat women, how to be kind to your fellow man. When I was old enough, we drank wine on these stools, and plenty of it. When I fell in love, I mean really really in love, we sat on these stools and I explained to you how I knew that she was the one for me. Laura and I sat on these stools when I introduced you to her for the first time, she may have been a bit intimidated by our large family, but at least she got to enjoy the serenity of chatting with you before it was too late. I miss all of our talks, that may have been one of our last real conversations before the cancer set in. I'm so happy that you got to meet Laura and see how happy I was. This was all you ever wanted for me. Those stools have taken me through some rough times in my life. Once you passed and we were going through your house, I only wanted two things from you, some picture frames, that Laura and I still have in our house, and these stools. Every time I sit on them I think of you and reminisce over all the talks that we had. I love you and miss with every beat of my heart, I can't wait to see you again someday. I know you are watching over me, and Lord knows I need it, so thank you!

Adam Q.

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