two rings

My mother died of liver cancer. When she had been bedridden in the last few months, she wanted this picture of my father next to her bed.
This photo was made in the time they fell in love.

My father then wore two rings.
The second ring was from his deceased first wife.

Half a century later my dying mother chooses this photo …


the power of a photo is in the viewer

Published by wim harwig

too old to die young, but still making love and not war

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