Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Memories: The Good, Bad, Bald, and Ugly

Memories: The Good, Bad, Bald, and Ugly

In the beginning I had very mixed feelings about wanting to record and remember this time in my life.  I have since decided that I do want to have these memories even though it’s not exactly a “Kodak moment” kind of time and they will be tough memories to have.  It’s kind of like my tween years, I guess.  I have the photos to remind me of those times even though I sometimes wish there was no physical evidence of my awkwardness and steady rotation of outfits that I thought were awesome at the time.  But my favorite music note sweater (with shoulder pads), neon “Hit the Beach” t-shirt, and colorful silk shirts are part of my past now.  I’m not going to lie, there are times that I wish pictures of me with a perm that made my head look like a triangle, my accessorizing skills the likes of an 80 year old church lady, large pink glasses, crooked teeth and braces didn’t exist, but they do.  However, behind all the triangle head hair and dreadful earrings and outfits are great memories of being a kid. 

I hope I will look back at this time in my life and know that although I now have NO hair, a steady rotation of sweatpants, robes and pj’s, this is now part of my life.  Some good memories have slipped in and I know that although I will wish that the photos of me looking sick and feeling horrible didn’t exist, they do.  I hope to come out of this a stronger person and maybe I will be proud of myself for getting through it, just like the tween me. Unlike the super uncool fashion sense of young awkward me, maybe these photos and memories will turn out to be inspirational.  I hope there is a happy ending to this story.  Only time will tell.

Looking on the Bright Side…my accessorizing skills have come a long way.  I now have a large collection of age and event appropriate jewelry.  Unfortunately, I haven’t been able to wear them as often as I would like because too much jewelry with my head scarves make me look like a fancy pirate. 

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