Open the first photo album you can find — real or virtual, your call — and stop at the first picture of yourself you see there . Tell us the story of that photo……this was the task in today’s @postaday prompt, Snapshot Stories.
Flipping through my album I chanced upon this picture of my mother holding me when I was perhaps just a few months old. The thought that my parents had clicked and preserved this photograph, which has now completed half a century, is indeed heartening. My father was a photography freak as the children of today would put it.
My mother’s face reflects the joy she had on holding her first born. Today I very well understand her emotions after being a mother myself, which I did not have when I saw this picture during my childhood.