I was just going through old photos on my laptop, and found some of these of my beautiful girl, who passed away a few months ago.
She was nearly 17 years old, and was my very special girl - a total lap cat, a purring cuddle-monster, my faithful shadow, who followed me everywhere. If I sat down, I used to have to be very sure that I was happy to stay put for a while, as she would jump into my lap and curl up immediately and purr and lick any part of me she could reach.
Looking at the photos, there are so many years worth of memories, capturing her distinct personality and idiosyncrasies. Those little habits and postures that were unique to her.
As I clicked through the photos, I found myself smiling.
It isn't that I had forgotten what she looked like in the months since she passed, but that looking at the pictures brought her into the room with me.
These photos are mostly taken with a camera phone, so aren't of the greatest quality. She was very photogenic though, so that came through.
I do wish that I had had my DSLR camera before she left me, so I could have taken some pictures of her in high quality, capturing her bright blue eyes and doing justice to her beautiful face.
I am making up for that with my boy Tai though, and have shot several hundred photos of him already :-)
Regardless, looking at these photos of my girl was a reason to sit and smile and remember.
That's the power of photographs. I am grateful to have these. <3