I found an exposed roll of film in my mom's camera and it brought up so many emotions
What is on this roll, the last roll of film she shot.
I remember so much of my childhood with my mom composing photographs with this camera. Trips to the zoo, Field trips to the pumpkin patch, and the beach, carrying her TLR, even when point and shoots were all the rage.
Later she would document the building of our home in Sonoma, my horseback-riding endeavors, and special occasions throughout the years.
What I don't know, what I have no recollection of, is when did she stop taking pictures. When did she just put the camera away and stop?
What is on that roll?
Dementia is a nasty disease. Parts of my mom are there, parts are not.
When did the part that loved photography leave her?
Selfishly, I wonder, will it happen to me?
I'm summoning the courage to develop her roll of film. I'm going to learn to shoot with her camera. It's my way of staying connected to her when so much has changed.