After I posted to this blog yesterday morning, my friend KimM picked me up and suddenly it was past 6:00 pm and we had killed a couple of bottles of champagne, yay mimosas! So, there went Sunday, bye bye! When I got home I fixed a snack and drank lots of water and then snuggled blearily into bed with some fanfiction.
I find myself in a maudlin place this morning, thinking about my past. I generally am pretty accepting of my past, and while I do have plenty of regrets, I figure most of the time I was making due as best I could. I’m sad that my mother’s family has, for the most part, written me off, but then again I did not make myself available to them very much, either. (My Aunt Sheila and Cousin Jimbo have remained in touch mostly by sheer determination to do so, honestly.) I find myself thinking “if only I knew then what I know now!” but of course that’s the conundrum of age, isn’t it?
One thing I think can be educational about reflecting on my past is sorting the priorities of who I have become. College was a Big Deal to me when I was 18, but if I could do it over, would I? No, I wouldn’t. I think that says a lot about my values now.
Anyway, we got out early and I wanted to take a nice photo of Keely because I have not done so in a while. Alas, she’s as thrilled about being photographed as ever, which is to say that she hates it, and was unwilling to pose in any way that lends itself to a decent picture. So, have a curious nose:
