Today is the 20th anniversary of my dear dad's call to heaven. Stanley Sarganis And, honestly it has been a really hard day for me. You would think after 20 years the sting of his loss wouldn't be so strong. But, it is and will always be. The love for a parent will never go away.
I feel robbed of not having the last 20 years with him and that my kids were too young to remember him. He would have had so much fun being a Pappou. I envisioned him teaching my kids to ride a bike just like how he taught me. We spent hours out front of the house with him running beside me so I wouldn't fall. He wouldn't quit until I mastered the art of bike riding.
My dad was very talented in many ways. He was an upholster, mechanic (he could fix anything), artist, wood worker, able to make designed items out of leather (I still have a beautiful purse he made for me), a great cook and just a wonderful, caring, loving man.
All I have is my memories like ones of him teaching me to ride a bike and of course photo's of him. Though, I wish I had more photographs of him to cherish. He didn't like his picture being taken and I was still so new to the photography industry and busy with two small kids.
How I wish I could go back and fix that. I have one photograph of the two of us that I took during a photography class and experimenting with lighting. I also have one photograph and my mom and dad together when they were younger.
And, I'm professional photographer! You know the saying the cobbler's wife has no shoes. So, I'm begging you take photograph's of your loved ones. I don't care that they don't want to be photographed. Beg, plead, tell them my story, whatever it takes. You will never be sorry having those precious photographs.
Here are my favorite photographs of my dad that I would like to share with you. These are from 1945! I love these so much. Look how Handsome! :)
Here is the photograph I got my dad to pose for me while I was taking a photography class. I'm estimating 1980ish. Oh, how I cherish this. Love his unruly eyebrows and curly hair.
These two photographs are from the end of my wedding and my absolute favorites. And I know the exact date! June 1982. I've never seen my dad in a "party" mode before. He was having a good time dancing and goofing off.
Thank you for letting me share my wonderful dad with you and in doing so I hope that I can save someone else the pain of not having photographs of their loved ones. So get the family together NOW and make some wonderful memories to cherish.
ps - Write the date on the back!