Dear Photograph,
My parents still live in the same house where, as a young boy, I posed for a photo with my mom on the front steps. Fifty years later I returned there on Mother’s Day and sat once again in front of the camera with my dear, loving mom.
Michael

Dear Photograph,
People would always ask me what it’s like being an only child, and they would often assume that I grew up lonely and alone in my own little world. Sometimes, they would even ask me if I’d like a brother or a sister to keep me company. But growing up with an awesome cousin like him (who’s also an only child), I couldn’t ask for more. We fight and get along just like real siblings, and for both of us, that’s more than enough.
Andressa

Dear Photograph,
"No, ma’am, it’s not a boy in a dress, it’s a girl in a dress.". The hair came, the dresses went, the park stayed.

Nomeda

Dear Photograph,
I inherited my grandmother’s family photos several years ago and finally did some digging to see if I could find the old family homes around Detroit. Here’s one on Marx Avenue with my father in the early 1930s.
Mary

Dear Photograph,
It’s still magical 13 years later.
Julie

Dear Photograph,
My mother was a hippie too. Deal with it!

Dear Photograph,
I would always try to keep up with my older brothers and the neighbourhoods as much as I could since I was the youngest. Whether it was getting my training wheels off earlier than anyone or strapping into a snowboard after I could barely walk. It’s now paid off and I am on a Golf scholarship at Florida Gulf Coast University playing division 1 golf. Thanks to my older influences for making me try harder every day!
Keaton

Dear Photograph.
It’s been three years already since we left our house and it seems like quite some time has passed to think of how much I used to like to play, sit, watch, listen to music and 
whatever else happened on that balcony. The original picture was taken in 1987, and I have no idea who took it, but it shows my dad, my mom and one month-old version of myself. I miss this balcony, a lot.
Ale

Dear Photograph,
My 19 year old son is about 4 in this photo. He was climbing his very favorite tree in the back yard of his grandparents’ home. The house has been sold now but he had a chance to admire the tree one more time last summer. Happy memories!

Dear Photograph,
This photo of my nephew and my Mom dates from 1985. Now, in 2014 both have passed away, my nephew in 2006 and my mom just last April. This photo conjures up the best of times. They loved to swim naked in the pool together. Now the family house was sold and is being renovated to sell again. Nothing is the same and I miss them both so much.
Amy

Dear Photograph,
I was just visiting my grandparents house and found this photo of when i was a child, over 33 years ago.. This brought back so many awesome memories as i loved this cat basil and spending time with my grandparents reminds me of the best childhood memories.
David

Dear Photograph,
In 1982 I was a little girl on the beach of Busan, South Korea looking out into the ocean wondering what life might bring my way. I came back to this very spot in 2011 and I stood in the same spot with a two year old little boy and another one on the way still looking out to the ocean and wondering yet again what more fun things life has in store. Life is like an ocean shore it keeps going and coming back for more. My life motto.
Kimberly

This past October, Dear Photograph and About Time had a contest to give away a trip to anywhere in the world for people who sent in a Dear Photograph related to love or their family. Once our winner Jennifer found out she won she told me in an email it was the best day of her life because a day before she found out the adoption papers for their new child went through.

Jennifer just sent me an email linked to a blog post to their trip they went on to Turks & Caicos in March. Looks like they made a few new memories and an unforgettable trip of a lifetime.

Not only has Dear Photograph given me so many amazing opportunities, it’s given me a different outlook on life. And for that I can be forever thankful. Thanks to Jennifer and her husband for making my day.

http://lovelettertypewriter.com/2014/04/a-spring-holiday-to-turks-caicos/

Dear Photograph,
Over 40 years ago, my big sister and I stood out in front of our dad’s Studebaker for this picture. Some things have changed: I’m not such a big ham in front of the camera any more, I have my own 5-year-old, and the Studebaker hasn’t run for many decades. But that tree, the house with our parents in it, and all that love remain the same. Thanks for the wonderful memories of playing with my best friend.
Shauna

Dear Photograph,
Fourteen years ago, you were more than just a memory. You were more than saved birthday cards and boxes of photo albums. Your clothes still hang in the closet and your toothbrush remains in the bathroom after all these months as if we are foolishly awaiting your return. If it weren’t for these souvenirs of the life you once possessed, I would have the hardest time deciding if you really once existed or if these thoughts of you are nothing more than beautiful figments of my sad imagination.
Nadia

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