Blog Prompt #12

I remember quite a few photographs from my past. One of the most memorable is of my mom's side of the family at Christmastime. It's a very formal picture, with everyone posed symmetrically and filling nearly the entire frame. The photo was taken at my grandparent's house, which hasn't changed at all. It's one of the few pictures we own of that entire side of the family, back when my grandma was still alive, and before all of my aunts and uncles moved far away. Things were simpler back then, and looking at the photo, it's a reminder of a very happy time, but makes me a little sad to look at now. In the photo, I'm a little bowl-haired kid with crooked teeth--I look nothing like the angular, lanky, long-haired individual I've turned into. A reenactment of this photo would be difficult, since some of the family members are no longer alive, while others no longer stay in contact with the rest of the family. If we were to get together now, the facial expressions would be a little more strained, a little less carefree. I would not be seated on my grandma's lap, but would instead probably stand in the back row, as tall or taller than my older relatives. My expression would hopefully be a little easier than the forced smirk I made as a child in the original, but then, considering the changed family dynamic, maybe it would be just as forced as the original.