My mother heard about a distant relative that she knew that possessed some photographs of our family history. She then asked this relative if she could borrow the photographs to copy for her use and then return. This relative brought over the photos recently and to our surprise said that we may keep them, that they were in good hands.
There are so many of them to go through, I just love it. Discovering new pieces of our past and what our family looked like 'back then'. The picture below is of my dad's family. It is his grandfather (farthest child standing on the right) and his great-grandfather (John aka Cabbage John) and great-grandmother (Annie). (Obviously the parents of this clan)
Sorry if the photo is a little blurry, I scanned the original (taken roughly 1900)
and took a picture of the enlarged print.
As I look at the picture of my great-great-grandmothers family it makes me wonder if she had some of the same thoughts I have been having - was she spread too thin, had to much responsibilities, had too much to do and not enough time to do it in.
I look at the perfect hair on all the girls with their curls just so and not a hair out of place on Annie's head! The boys in their Sunday best, cleaned, hair combed with a perfect split down the centre and John's beard immaculately trimmed.
I wonder if when they all got dressed for this picture if little Lizzy went running in her dress and twirled around to see her skirt flying in the air to only get dizzy and fall in the dirt. Did Annie mind? Did she lose her patience with the children when they wouldn't sit still long enough for the picture? Or were things always in order in her house? And with 9 kids, how did she manage her house, while living on a farm because I would love some pointers right about now!
If only we could go back and get some advice from the mama's of the past then maybe we could learn a few things on how to live a simpler but more fulfilling life. It seems that mama's today are always spread too thin and have too much on the go. I say slow down, take some time for yourself, re-energize, re-group and get back to the basics.
Annie died at the age of 65 years on April 28th 1919 and John died at the age of 80 years on July 8th, 1924. The picture was probably taken pretty close to that time. I love that they are still dressed to perfection and not a hair, on their heads or face, is out of place.
Photo Friday is a post about a moment I would like to remember but I thought this is relevant because I would like to reflect on the women of my past and remember where I came from.