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It's really fun to look back at pictures that are from when she was a younger woman in a life before my Father. There's not too many pictures and the ones that we have are just so old that they're almost falling apart visually. But over the years from all the family vacations and some of the stuff around the neighborhood and to see the neighbors when they were young and to see myself when I was a young boy and then teenager. It's surreal that these were our lives at one time. And I think back at the things we did and I wonder now why was I the way I was and or why were things the way they were. But they were and that was the time. I do know now moving forward I'm going to take a lot more pictures of myself because when I'm old (I was about to say my age) I wish I could see more of who I was. I have some pictures but mostly it's just of landscapes. How boring, but to actually see myself and some of the people that I'm with, to me those are the real stories.

It's really fun to look back at pictures that are from when she was a younger woman in a life before my Father. There's not too many pictures and the ones that we have are just so old that they're almost falling apart visually. But over the years from all the family vacations and some of the stuff around the neighborhood and to see the neighbors when they were young and to see myself when I was a young boy and then teenager. It's surreal that these were our lives at one time. And I think back at the things we did and I wonder now why was I the way I was and or why were things the way they were. But they were and that was the time. I do know now moving forward I'm going to take a lot more pictures of myself because when I'm old (I was about to say my age) I wish I could see more of who I was. I have some pictures but mostly it's just of landscapes. How boring, but to actually see myself and some of the people that I'm with, to me those are the real stories.

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And I always hated having people in photos. But then all you have is your memories and they fade or you get distracted and don't think about them all that much. And then 30 years later you go into to a draw that hasn't been opened in 10 and find all these treasures and you sit at your dining room table with the fire going and you just laugh and laugh and laugh about all the stupid stuff that reminds you of life back in those days. And if you could have just 10 minutes of that time back it would mean more than anything.