I really don't know how the human brain works but I woke up this morning with memories flooding to the surface.  Clearly more time has passed than I realized and these memories were from longer ago than it seems. 

It feels like I was there, smelling that air and seeing those things for the first time just a couple years ago but time has moved faster than I can comprehend.  So I sat down to look at old pictures; the images brought back moments I would have forgotten and I was thankful for having them.

One regret: LOTS of pictures but very difficult to find one me.  I don't like being in pictures - I love to take them.  I aim to be better at that because as self conscious as I may be, the memories mean more.

There is one picture below that I remember reluctantly letting someone take and now I am so glad to have it.  

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