I was looking at some more of these fuzzy old pictures. This is my Grandfather. He died when I was very young. His name was Thomas, just like my son's.
I love these pictures because my grandpa looks so comfortable with me. He seems so natural holding me. I have heard so many stories from my mom about him and how he just adored me; these pictures reinforce that for me.
My mom still tells me stories and answers all the questions I have about him. He can feel like such a mystery to me. I am so happy to have these memories captured in pictures.





