Going back through all those old pictures...
Going back through all those 20+ year old pictures, I'm left a little sad.
Not because I long for the "good old days" of being a kid.
But because there are so many things--the all out school Halloween, Christmas and birthday parties, the non-cluttered house, the tight-knit, happy family--that my niece is missing out on.
The old picture of the home I grew up in really show how much more cluttered and crowded it is now. For the life of me, I can't figure out why. There's absolutely no excuse for it. Even with all the toys and games gathered over the years, there should still be more space in that house.
And the only thing my family has let go more than the clutter in the house is themselves. My grandparents are still doing pretty good... but my mother and father? They look like completely different people now... and not in a good, growing older way.
Genetically, this does not bode well for my future.
Thankfully, foreknowledge, self-awareness and science are all on my side. :)
Oh, and large amounts of debt. That helps cut down on clutter a bit, not being able to buy lots of new stuff on a whim. ;)
The good news is, I do remember a lot of the moments captured in those pictures. So while my teen years may have been swallowed up in the mind-bending, memory erasing, throes of adolescent depression and self-imposed drama, my relatively happy childhood has remained intact.
Heck, I can even remember lots of the people in he grade school pictures--both in my class and in my sisters class.
I must be doing something right for my brain to retain stuff like that.
Too bad it didn't work half as well with calculus. :)
Not because I long for the "good old days" of being a kid.
But because there are so many things--the all out school Halloween, Christmas and birthday parties, the non-cluttered house, the tight-knit, happy family--that my niece is missing out on.
The old picture of the home I grew up in really show how much more cluttered and crowded it is now. For the life of me, I can't figure out why. There's absolutely no excuse for it. Even with all the toys and games gathered over the years, there should still be more space in that house.
And the only thing my family has let go more than the clutter in the house is themselves. My grandparents are still doing pretty good... but my mother and father? They look like completely different people now... and not in a good, growing older way.
Genetically, this does not bode well for my future.
Thankfully, foreknowledge, self-awareness and science are all on my side. :)
Oh, and large amounts of debt. That helps cut down on clutter a bit, not being able to buy lots of new stuff on a whim. ;)
The good news is, I do remember a lot of the moments captured in those pictures. So while my teen years may have been swallowed up in the mind-bending, memory erasing, throes of adolescent depression and self-imposed drama, my relatively happy childhood has remained intact.
Heck, I can even remember lots of the people in he grade school pictures--both in my class and in my sisters class.
I must be doing something right for my brain to retain stuff like that.
Too bad it didn't work half as well with calculus. :)