I say I was very much that child, but I'm still very much that person now - just a few weekends ago I was looking for a picture of my nan and her sister together (both of whom have sadly passed), and of course I turned to my mum and all those photo albums I explored when younger. We ended up in my Mum & Dad's wedding album... My parents are divorced now, and have been for quite some time, and have found happiness with other partners, and so I said to my mum, 'I'm surprised you still have this' and she responded that she kept it for us - her three children. To pass her memories on to us.
This conversation felt like a passing thing at the time, but a week later when I sat down to start working on a scrapbook I'm compiling of our holiday to Brighton, everything kind of clicked for me. That fleeting moment with my Mum was suddenly one of such significance.
I've enjoyed photography for a good while now, and I love capturing things (hence the blog), however until I had Alexander and a family of my own, I never really curated those photos, those moments in time, those memories. They were days logged in my mind and stored on a computer or hard drive.
Now they are a physical things, tangible items, books and albums that will one day be pored over by my son, and maybe even his own family in years to come.
We've come full circle.