Portraits

Every year when the boys bring home their school portraits, I take down the frames in our stairwell to put in the newest editions.


I savor that annual moment, pulling out the collection stored in each frame and lining them up to witness the growth marked year by year in each photograph.


Those moments examining and remembering never fail to moisten my eyes. This year I called my husband over for the occasion. I thought I saw his eyes moistened too.


I said, "For me, it's the treasure captured."
He said, "For me, it the treasure spent."

"What are you going to do with all those Portraits?"