Here is another one of my favorite photos. Since Ray was born in California, the folks back home didn't get to see him until he was about a month old. So very few people remember that he had red hair. Yes! Red hair! It didn't last very long, but it was amazing while it lasted! Also, I treasure this picture because it was taken right after we got Ray home from the hospital. We lived in Reseda and he was in the hospital in next-door Northridge, receiving treatment for jaundice. I remember going to visit him (parents were only allowed during visiting hours....humpf!) and my husband and I watched in delight as he kicked his little baby legs vigorously. They had him blindfolded to protect his eyes from the ultraviolet lamp
, but those legs were just a' kickin, like, "Get me out of here, and lets get going on my life!" Later, my husband and I went to a movie to take our mind off the fact that we didn't get to bring our baby home. Apparently the distraction didn't work, because we were both very sad during the movie, wanting to be home with our new baby instead. Living in California is a chapter of life I only shared with a husband and infant too small to remember. But this picture brings back so many memories, and in spite of the fact that our young marriage didn't last, this was by far one of our happiest moments.
, but those legs were just a' kickin, like, "Get me out of here, and lets get going on my life!" Later, my husband and I went to a movie to take our mind off the fact that we didn't get to bring our baby home. Apparently the distraction didn't work, because we were both very sad during the movie, wanting to be home with our new baby instead. Living in California is a chapter of life I only shared with a husband and infant too small to remember. But this picture brings back so many memories, and in spite of the fact that our young marriage didn't last, this was by far one of our happiest moments. 
5 comments:
this is a very sweet picture. I'm glad there was a few moments of happiness for you in an otherwise unhappy time of your life.
Thank You!
First of all, I have never seen this picture before in my entire life. It was very moving to me, especially when combined with your poignant description of the other world that existed only briefly a long ways off.
When I look at this picture I wonder if my dad is trying to imagine what life has in store for me, and hoping that my future will be filled with love and happiness. (I usually have these thoughts when I'm in visiting a new baby in a hospital) And here that baby is, all grown up and looking back on this moment from what has turned out to be a wonderful future. Love and Happiness are the pillow and blanket I sleep with every night.
Thanks for posting this picture.
This picture was in your baby book, but for many years it has been in a forgotten box in a forgotten corner. I am glad these pictures have been rediscovered. Your father was very proud and happy to have you, and I am sure he dreamed big dreams for you, as I did. I feel that all of those dreams did come true. Mainly what parents want is for their children to be happy, healthy, and able to get along in life without too much sadness or difficulty. That is a pretty tall order, yet, I feel those dreams and prayers have come to pass for all of you kids. Which is not to say it hasn't had its bad times, but all of you have what it takes to make things better, and you have. Didn't mean to speechify, but I often think how deeply blessed we are in so many ways.
Hay! I rember them guys
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