While cleaning out the bottom shelf of the linen closet the other day, I came a box containing all of our family photos. This box has laid untouched for YEARS. Of course, many of the albums have been ripped or broken in parts or have completely detached from their spines. I have started the arduous task of reorganising and bought new albums to put our photos into.

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The Hard Feelings
For memories that some might hold very close to their heart and represent special moments in our past, it seems almost shameful for these photos to have laid unforgotten for so long, in their broken albums. To me, it almost seems disrespectful? It we truly appreciated these photos as everyone says they do (first to get in fires for example), wouldn’t we treat them with a higher regard?
I easily feel the weight of extra stuff in my life and this also includes photos. Back when we had camera with rolls of film, there was no knowing what the picture would turn out like after it was developed. But as I flick through the photos, I find that even the ‘bad’ photos have been kept. I have a box where I started to put these ‘bad’ photos, photos of landscape (hello Sydney Harbour Bridge photo #10) and photos where no-one knows who is exactly in the photo.
Seeing photos where I don’t recognise the people like of grandma and her friends who have all passedโmakes me realise how fleeting photos can be. They really only mean something to someone for so long. When I’m wise and older, I’ll have photos where future family won’t recognise the people in the photos.
I started envelopes to give away photos to relatives. It’s nice to have their family photo but there’s only so much space one can dedicate to photos. I came to realise that it’s not our responsibility to keep photos for others. There are still many group photos in our collection which actually feature people from our family so I’m not getting rid of their existence from our photo completely.
There were also a lot of feelings of guilt from everyone about sorting and parting with photos. I know photos from the past as ‘irreplaceable’ but getting rid of them does not mean getting rid of the past or part of who we are. Yet there seems to be this feeling around not being able to recover anything from the past and a fear around loosing that so wanting to keep everything. There is no point in keeping everything especially if the box lays unopen for years.

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The Unanswered Questions
What do you do about photos of other people’s weddings who have since separated?
How many photos do you need of a birthday party?
Do you keep photos of friends from the past who are no longer in your life?
How often do you go back to declutter your photos?
Why is there so much guilt about letting go of photos?
Moving Forward
To me, I hold my travel photos close to my heart and have printed the ‘best of the best’ photos from my trips. It’s been a few years now since I updated that photo album so I plan to continue to update it. Of course, this will mean going through my digital photos to find my favourite ones. Do you display photos from your trips?
Digital Photo Storage
Doing this photo sorting of actual photos got me thinking about all the digital photos that I have. I have some recent ones on a free cloud space and most are in hard drives. I’ve been thinking of scanning all the old actual photos and buying more cloud space, although they’ve seem to have made us pay for everything in our life now and I’m just morally against it! I’m after some ideas on what everyone else does. How do you store your digital photos?
I’m really interested in what you think about some of the questions here. Let me know!
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