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| Me, circa 1985-86 — a lifetime ago. |
... it was a very strange year.
And — one I've been revisiting this past week. I do it every year at this time, but 2010 marks 25 years of time's passage.
It is amazing to me how parts (both good and bad) of that 17-year-old girl still are inside me.
And I like it that way. She keeps me honest. And she keeps me strong. Stronger than she ever knew was possible.
I'm glad she grew up, and I wish she could meet who she grew up to be. She'd ask where her two children are (twins, boy and a girl), is her S-class Benz being detailed, why is she not working for the Trib — and, wait! what the hell happened to the Trib?! What the hell happened to all the newspapers?!
Over a cup of coffee — two sugars, cream (still) — I'd tell her all about the last quarter-century. To which, she'd probably say, "Damn, we're old."
To which I'd shake my head, smile, and say: "Nope. Not at all. We're here. We're still here."
no, not old, maybe in 25 more years. I agree, yes, it's good to be here!
ReplyDeletewell my aren't you gorgeous? that's about the time i was born. it sounds like a wonderful conversaton <3
ReplyDeletestopping by from SITS. great blog...i will be back!!!! :) have a great day!!!!
ReplyDeleteStopping by from SITS!
ReplyDeleteGreat post. I always say - Old is 25 years older than whatever age I am now!
***Ally
well hello over here!!! Great reflective post. Um I think our hair was the same back then ;)
ReplyDeleteMr. and I had a conversation about something similar after I read Time Traveler's Wife.
ReplyDeleteI can't tell you what he suggested should 18-year-old Kel show up, cuz I'm classy like that.
She would think I'm very square.
I think I'd beat her a** just for good measure.
I am honored to have met you in this past 25-years journey... I hope the woman you will become can look back and say what I know of you today and that's, "...you're a fabulous woman!" Love ya girlie - HUGS
ReplyDeleteOh and I'm doing the happy dance with you (wink).