Here's a post I started in September (!!), but never finished. I think it says enough as is ...
Yesterday I started back on my project of organizing all of my pictures... the non-digital ones. Needless to say, it's going to take me a while to complete. But while I was going through them, I had to take my time (of course) and smile, laugh, tear-up, or feel the heart strings being pulled at all of the sights and memories I don't take the time to look through often enough. The pictures of friends & family lost by time or death, of people still in my life that have been there so long, or just my own youthful image that still surprises me every time I see it.
Yesterday I started back on my project of organizing all of my pictures... the non-digital ones. Needless to say, it's going to take me a while to complete. But while I was going through them, I had to take my time (of course) and smile, laugh, tear-up, or feel the heart strings being pulled at all of the sights and memories I don't take the time to look through often enough. The pictures of friends & family lost by time or death, of people still in my life that have been there so long, or just my own youthful image that still surprises me every time I see it.
How is it we loose touch with so many people that we once just couldn't live without?
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