What do you do with huge extended family portraits when the family matriarch passes away?
This family portrait was taken nearly 13 years ago. I am not authorized to show you the entire portrait, which includes my mother, my sister, my 2 brothers and their families, but I can show you one-fourth of the portrait showcasing my own family:
We had flown up from El Paso, TX, to visit both sides of the family that summer. My mother wanted a family picture with family groups wearing coordinating clothing. Navy blue and dark red were the predominant colors for the entire extended family, although SuperDad wanted to wear a color (dark green) that better suited him, so my navy-blue-and-dark-green dress became the piece to pull us together. My dear SIL (who lives near Mrs. G.) had found the matching shirts for my boys and created the little romper with one of them for baby SM to wear.
I have this large portrait now. I couldn’t bear for anyone to not love it. (My siblings already had a large-ish picture of their own and didn’t need this huge one.) It hangs in the hallway between the kids’ rooms and my room. I look at it nearly every day and smile.
The boys’ shirts and the romper are long gone; 3 out of the 4 sons are now over six feet tall. The dress no longer fits me (although I haven’t given up hope). My husband still has that shirt — and possibly even those Dockers.
This was our non-professional family picture last summer: