Okay, I am not that old but still, I grew up in the 90s.
Geez those styles were crazy, I wonder why my Momma
dressed me the way she did, or even let me go out how I did.
Well Mother's Day is coming up and I am thinking about
making a scrapbook. But now that I have went through
the pics I want, it has me debating on whether or not
I want to go through the trouble of scanning the pics
to make them clearer and crop them.
(Because we was poor and didn't have a nice camera
with a zoom or my mom or who ever took the pic didn't
realize that they would need to zoom)
Just thinking about it overwhelms me
and who knows how long that will take.
But when I was looking at the pics of me
and my little brother, before little sister was thought about,
and I could just tell how much he adored me and
I adored him. Some days I wish I could go back to
that time when Cor was my best friend and there
was not a worry in the world. When you dream about
growing up and going to high school, getting your license,
actually wondering "is there really a day when school ends?"
then you graduate high school
and another 4 years goes by, your 22 and you
have so many decisions and responsibilities to take care of
and you wonder how your life has passed by so fast?
Gah how I wish I could go back and relive those precious moments.
Not as been as selfish as I was, not as been as shy as
I was, enjoyed my little sister, been a little closer to them
in high school, said "I love you" a lot more.
How I wish I could go back and enjoy the days
at my Mema's house in Dallas, hang out with my Papa Tommy,
going to the baseball card shop with my Dad, swimming with
my Mimi and Papa Jim. So many more things as well.
When you are young you don't realize what change is
and how it happens so quickly.
The pictures are faces of young naive people
and you just want that innocence back for that one moment.
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