I’m excited. Fresh start, new beginnings, the chance to refocus and do things my way.
On the other hand, I’m a little sad to be leaving behind 15 years of stuff and memories. Like I said, they haven’t all been bad. In fact, I spent a while looking through old photo albums tonight. Yes, I was supposed to be packing. And yes, real photos, taken with a film camera. They had that back in my day.
I was a young and innocent (ahem, *cough*!) 23 year old in the first photo album. As I browsed through the albums the hairstyles changed dramatically – from shoulder-length, to cropped/boy style, to waist length, wavy, straight, spiky. The clothing even more so – WTF did I actually go out in some of those get-ups! (Don’t think photos will be posted up here!)
There were pics of my mum, who passed away in 2003. I miss her so much too. And I know she’d be worried about me right now. In fact, I think she’d probably be here helping me pack. Wish I’d inherited her focused, methodical approach to packing. Mine is shit.
Anyway – there were so many photos of the places we’d been, and things we did….although mostly around NZ. While my friends did their OE’s I was in Auckland, with a partner, step-son, house and moderate mortgage. But, there were lots of fun times.
I’ll remember the fun times. It’s much easier than thinking about the not-so-fun times. And as I looked back through the photo albums I remembered there were actually a lot of fun times, but it’s all been so hazy lately to be honest. I was actually quite surprised at all the photos of me smiling. Although photos taken of me very recently also show me smiling…lots. Or grinning like an idiot 🙂 Continue reading