Significant Moments

You know it's been said that we just don't recognize the significant moments of our lives while they are happening. We grow complacent with ideas, or things or people and we take them for granted and it's usually not until that thing is about to be taken away from you that you've realized how wrong you've been that you realized how much you need it, how much you love it.

Last night I was at my moms & she pulled out this book of baby photos. I recognized the book & already knew there were not photos of me in it. I’ve only seen a few baby pictures of myself in my life. Convinced that there weren’t any of me I kept saying “Where are mine? You don’t have any one me?” My Aunt Michelle said “It’s because you’re second born.” I was irritated & upset.

Then my mom came out with a file folder of old photos. There were my dads Florida pictures & some of my mom as a kid. Then before I knew it a handful of me! I’d never seen them before & was shocked at how cute I’ve always been. Just kidding, but I do look the same. Light blonde hair & bright blue/green eyes. I’ve since then taken the file folder to my house so I can make copies of the photos & cherish them.

I might not remember everything about every photo taken, but I do realize now that I needed those photos. I needed to see them & see proof that I was cared about enough to have my own stash like my brother. They may not have been placed into a photo album, but I had my own file folder full of them. It was enough to make me feel relief.