Sepia Saturday: Revisiting the Past
I don't think I've ever done
a Sepia Saturday using
my own pictures, but here goes.
I see myself as a somber
four-year old and wonder,
"What is that little girl thinking?"
My eyes seem to hold too much knowledge
and wisdom for someone who'd been
such a short time on earth,
this time around at least.
I see myself as a seemingly confident
about-to-be high school senior,
a cheerleader, a school leader,
involved in a multitude of activities,
practicing at love and chomping at the bit
to go to college and have more freedom
(albeit with my parents footing the bill).
Now I look at her, her youthful exuberance
so plainly showing, and I wonder,
"If she knew then what I know now,
would she have made choices differently?"
Would she still believe
in happy endings,
that one man could be
the love of a lifetime?
Would she have been more cautious
in giving her heart,
less willing to elevate other people's needs
above her own?
There are no do-overs, just start-agains.
Comments
I like your "no do-over, just start agains" philosophy.
Kat
Lovely photos. I especially love the first one with the adorable pig tails.