No one told me that time would go by so fast, so crazy fast. In that picture I had a beautiful child, a husband that I had only been married to for just three years and a sense of self esteem that would darken any sunshiny day.
I was beautiful! My skinny arms, my pouty mouth, my large, curious, naive eyes and my almost black, thick, silky, long hair. I think that's what I miss most,is my thick, long hair.
Time really doesn't wait for anyone. My beautiful baby girl, not even walking then. Now, she's a personal trainer, has a husband and three kids. Go figure.
I look at the man sitting on the other side of the room with me and I wonder when he changed?
I don't remember seeing his hair change color, or the lines in his face coming on. I look at him and see the same man I married.
I've had "a little help from my friends" as far as keeping myself as ageless as possible.
I see my life as a little capsule.....or a hope chest maybe,
that is full to the brim with all sorts of recollections. All of these memories, thoughts and feelings come to me as a conglomeration of emotional, physical and mental anamnesis.
All of that is funneled into an emotion of nostalgia, too complicated for me even to try and describe.
And that's where music comes in.....
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