I miss you Dad...

I must have been about 11 years old, when my father gave me this camera. He got me enthusiastic about photography and he owned a Ricoh-SLR himself. He also got me a bag, a battery-opperated flash and some filters. I made a lot of pictures with this little camera, I loved it... A few years ago I gave the camera to my son to shoot his first photos.

 

Last december my father suddenly died, only 66 years old and just a few months after my mother passed away. I was devastated for months and couldn't be happy anymore for a long time... Just being alone and making photos gave me some peace and rest..

 

A few weeks ago I bought my son, who is 11 years old now, his first digital camera, an Olympus FE-4030. He was so happy and excited about it, he has really become very enthusiastic about photography. That night he came downstairs in his pajamas and gave me back this camera telling me that my daddy would have wanted me to have this back again, since he learned me how to make photos with it when I was his age.... It immediately brought tears to my eyes, and I cried for quite a while...

 

Until that night I never realised that all this happened in the same period of our lives, and it brought back so many memories. Somehow there must be a purpose for all this, this event made it very clear to me...

 

Dad, wherever you are, I hope I make you proud, I love you and I miss you.....

Done