(other than my husband, of course- he's okay most of the time). After Gib's grandma's death they had to go through both his grandma and his grandpa's things and distribute them. My mother-in-law knows of my love of photography (although I've been a total bitch ignoring my camera lately); and she took Gib's grandpa's camera and camera bag to give to me. I loved his grandpa and he loved me just as much- he was a wonderful man, but it wasn't until Saturday that I realized just how important this gift was.
We had Kelsie's graduation party on Saturday, and the day before I had taken my camera out of it's camera bag (7 months later) and put it into Gib's grandpa's camera bag, which is bigger and nicer than the one I have for mine. I traded them out, and now my lenses, chargers, etc actually fit without cramming. I brought it downstairs and took a few pictures and then it got passed around. 4 of Gib's aunts and uncles had driven down from KC and were taking pictures with my camera. I realized none of them recognized the camera bag. I didn't bring it up, but in that moment in some small, possibly only in my mind way, it was like Grandpa and Grandma were there to see their eldest great-grandchild as she paves her way to adulthood.
It was a beautiful moment, brought be nothing more than a camera bag. But it made me SO happy! And one day, I will learn to use his film camera also and I can reconnect with that kindred spirit.