I was going through my file folders on my computer and found a few old(er) photos of me & my pup Grace that made me remember exactly those moments in time. It was like a total *freeze frame* thing.
The photo above is one I took of me & Grace the summer after I closed my boutique shop (Buttercup & Co.). I recall getting dressed up & deciding I wanted a cute photo of me & Grace, to remember the good times. I remember laughing at myself for doing such a silly photoshoot, and that's the photo you see above. It's a good memory.
above: photo taken of me over 4 years ago, when I liked to show off my Batgirl self. I think it's one of the best photos ever taken of me. Too bad I got rid of that vintage red leather jacket! It's a good memory.
above: this is me in a LOT of pink. I don't think I ever wore so much pink before, or after.
This was taken just after I got my nose pierced. It was a good day, and it's a good memory.
That's Gracie when she was just a baby puppy. She was (and still is!) the cutest little thing. She was so tiny that she fit in a motorcycle helmet (last photo). The other one is of her in a little white basket. Both photos were taken at the Lakefield Animal Welfare giant outdoor yard sale over 4 years ago, by a photographer from the Lakefield Herald. I had him send me the photos; so glad I did! It's a good memory.
I don't know why I got into such a reminiscing mode today ...
I think it's because I was scanning photos of my dad, who passed away over 8 years ago, and that kick-started me going down memory lane.
I'm so glad I am a camera happy girl, who took lots of photos and had lots of photos taken.
It's how I hold onto memories. I see the image, and it triggers the memory. If I didn't have the photograph, there would be no memory. My brain just doesn't retain information in the normal way; it's all visual.
So, I thought I'd bring you down memory lane with me!
And seeing those photos of me really makes me want to pierce my nose again.
Can't wait until February, when I have a date with a certain goddaughter to have our noses done together!
That's what makes memories so good; the knowledge that everyday brings a new one for the future.
addendum : an important thing I've learned about memories is that you can pull the good things out of a time of your life that (behind the scenes) were not-so-happy. I choose to focus on the positive instances. This doesn't mean I ignore the bad stuff - because let's face it, the crappy stuff is part of what makes us who we are! - but I have learned to let go. Let go and hold on to the good.
Go make some good memories!