my meme

because some people are never satisfied ...

10 years ago.  let's see.  just about to turn 26. I was not  the person whose blog you would leave comments on, except maybe to say you were praying for me.  I was probably about as negative and critical as it comes.  I was also in the midst of some serious post-partum depression and Neal and I were having some, uh, difficulties.  On a lighter note, though, I had the friendship of an amazing couple, Jay and Tara, who stuck by me and wouldn't let me go ...  the picture below has Jonam and Evan feeding a lamb in Tara's sister's backyard (long story). not too long after this, I met bestsister, who looked past it all and helped me too.  the highlight was moving (though so briefly) to Pulaski Tennessee and falling hopelessly in love with her.



20 years ago.  I was 16.  not a good girl, and suffering with a bad bout of mono.  almost failed my grade eleven year because of it.  I worked at Shopper's Drug Mart, if I am not mistaken.  I certainly gave my parents a run for their money.  I often wore slippers to school.  I wondered if I would be an actress, an artist, a singer or a writer.  here I am with some of my youth group, ready to take freshly baked cookies to some shut-ins.  I never did up my coat that year ... not even in minus 25 degree weather.



30 years ago.  this was cute time.  I was all of 6.  I loved my school.  my "mummo" or grandmother, in finnish, lived with us, and I shared a room with her.  I would often fake that I was asleep because she would take my book out of my hands and proceed to tuck the blankets around me like a cocoon.  I felt safe.  my mom had just gone back to work the year before and I made sure she knew it was a mistake pretty much every day.  she has gotten over it.  so have I.  yes, 6 was good.  my brother let me wear his cub scout beanie for my birthday ... this picture is me maybe almost 8, not sure, but it was as good as I could find.  mom has all my pictures before marriage.  my brother Eric and me, at the cottage, in Parry Sound area.



40 years ago, my brother was blissfully alone, never once imagining I would be the answer to his pleadings to my parents for a brother or sister.  mwah, ha, ha.