I recently was unpacking and setting up my home office. The majority of those things had been packed since February, so needless to say, I wasn't sure what all I would find in there.
To my utmost surprise, I found a CD that had things I never knew existed. I started to search it, believing that it held only one thing, pictures from my trip to NYC. Well, it had a lot more than that. It reminded me of a conversation that Sarah N. and I had recently.
We were at dinner and reminiscing the past. The party next to us included an extremely pregnant woman there for her eggplant no less. It made us think about our friend Ben. We were trying to guess how old his daughter was now. Sarah said one, and I refused to believe it, thinking she was much older. "It seems like forever ago that she was born."
"Remember last year at the holiday party? Mary was still pregnant. She isn't even one yet." Then, Sarah, being uncharacteristically insightful, said, "It just seems like forever for you because of what all you have done this year."
And, although I know that it is impossible for any of those pictures to have been any more than two years old, it seems like a life time ago, or even a different life. Looking at those pictures was like stepping through a mirror and witnessing an alternate life of mine. What would have been, rather than what was.
So many, and which I refuse to post, were of me sleeping or in my bed reading. Why was I so lethargic? Why hadn't anyone said anything to me sooner?
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