
Friday, April 3, 2009
I was looking for a picture of me--just me--that made me look the way I wanted to look--fresh, happy, without wrinkles and lines. Couldn't find one--doesn't exist. Nathan took some of me outside--but I had a wierd look on my face. The best one of that batch was the one that he took of himself, upside-down. It has come back to the point where I was 20 years ago: my children looked back on photographs of our family and would ask me why wasn't I there? Didn't I like being with them?
Time again for pictures of mom.
Time again for pictures of mom.
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