If only I had known about this sooner

This morning, only a few minutes after getting into the car to travel from home up to Hanoi, I read this piece in The New Yorker. It is about an idea the photographer Deanna Dikeman had: every time she set off back to the city, she photographed the familiar sight of her parents waving her goodbye. If you click through to the original article, you will see how she and her parents changed, from 1991 to 2017. You will see your own story in it too…

Let me translate part of the article here:

“At the end of their daughter’s visits, like countless other mothers and fathers in the suburbs, Dikeman’s parents would stand outside the house to send her off while she got in her car and drove away.

One day in 1991, she thought to photograph them in this pose, moved by a mounting awareness that the peaceful years would not last forever. Dikeman’s mother wore indigo shorts and a bright pink blouse that morning; her father, in beige slacks, lingered behind her on the lawn, in the ragged shade of a maple tree. The image shows their arms rising together in a farewell wave. For more than twenty years, during every departure thereafter, Dikeman photographed her parents at the same moment, rolling down her car window and aiming her lens toward their home.”

https://www.newyorker.com/culture/photo-booth/a-photographers-parents-wave-farewell