I’m linking up again this week with The Girl Between the Lines. I found today’s prompt to be very difficult for me. The prompt is: “Share one of your favorite photos and the story behind it.” Well, asking me to pick out a favorite picture is just way to hard, and especially one with a story.
One of my favorite parts of organizing these family photos into albums recently is remembering my childhood. Adam and I were looking through the albums the other day and I was telling him stories behind the pictures. Sometimes my favorite pictures don’t really have stories behind them, they were just taken of life happening, and sometimes that’s the best of all.
I have picked out a few of my favorite pictures with stories to share with you because I couldn’t pick just one.
This picture is from sometime in high school with some of my very good friends from church: Ellis and Lauren. This picture was taken at our church’s trunk or treat. We knew that we wanted to go, but we couldn’t figure out what to go as. So we went as the easiest costume ever: hobos. It was a very fun night, even though the kids were too afraid of us to come and get candy.
This picture was at a cookout the summer between my sophomore and junior year of high school. That was just a fun summer to begin with. These are two of my best friends from high school and I remember that right before this picture was taken I had been choking on my hamburger and Kylee and Karie had just been laughing at me, and I had started laughing, making me choke more. I just remember this summer and this party being full of laughter and that is what this picture reminds me of.
This is one of my favorite pictures ever of Adam and I. He was such a good sport this day. I wanted some pictures of us together, so we went out on this bright day and took pictures. For this one I made him lay down on the soccer field with me, which he thought was stupid, but he was a good sport about it. We took several pictures that day, but this one is my favorite, and is still a very favorite of both of us together.
This is me and Janna at the rehearsal for my wedding. Janna has been my friend for as long as I can remember. And we only lived close to each other for a small chunk of our lives, but somehow we have stayed friends, and I am so thankful for that. Throughout our entire friendship we only had two fights. One was a silly fight about a boy, and one was over this little purple guy. Janna and I were little and at a garage sale. We both found something that we wanted–Mr Fuzzy, who is holding a sign that says “Hang in there.” My mom said Janna was the guest and so she got to keep it. I was so mad. A few years later I found out that my family was going to be moving away, I was devastated. My going away present from Janna was the little purple guy. Over the years whenever I would look at him on my shelf I would think of Janna and our friendship. When I was trying to figure out what gifts I was going to give my bridesmaids, I knew that I was going to give the little guy back to Janna. Who knows how many more times he’ll be passed along over the coming years, but that is one of my favorite stories behind a picture. If you didn’t know the story behind this picture you would just think we holding some weird purple guy, but knowing the story makes it so much better-at least in my eyes.