I’ve been going through old photos over the last couple of weeks and I’ve found some interesting surprises and wonderful memories. The one that I just can’t get out of my head is this one:
It was my first (and possibly last) semi-formal in college – freshman year at Brandeis University they have a dance called “Screw Your Roommate” where you set your roommate up on a blind date. That night was very memorable (not necessarily in a good way, but in a “wow, I can’t believe I lived through that” way…)
I remember that night. And I remember how fat I thought I was. I was horrified that I was SOOOO much bigger than all the skinny little girls around me. I felt terrible about myself.
Now I look at that picture and my first thought is – gosh, I was gorgeous! And look how skinny I was!
Amazing what a little perspective can do. These days I’m feeling like it’s time to get healthy again – I’m a little heavier than I’d like to be, and I’m not feeling at my best. But even so, I still feel better than that thin pretty girl did 20 years ago.
I wonder what I’ll think 20 years from now when I look back at pictures from today?