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Time's a funny slippery thing, isn't it? This morning, traveling through the fog to work, it dawned on me (literally and figuratively, actually) that yesterday three years ago I left the Valley, unsure if I was returning and if so, when.
Right before I left, I went to see some butterflies with some people that were considerably shorter three years ago:
...and of course their daddy.
Damn, even I looked drastically different three years ago.
days later, when I was settled at The House and managed to get the pictures off the Hatemonger from that trip, this one caught my attention:
It eventually found its way onto my cell phone and my iPod as backgrounds. Three reminders, three reasons, three people to return to that would become pretty damn precious to me. Especially the one in the middle in the peacoat there who was still rocking the glasses at the time. NGL, I kinda miss being one of a handful that got to see he was hiding some pretty brown eyes behind those.
I've got some thoughts and feelings still on why I left, why I came back, how much (or how little) progress I think I've made since, none of which I have any real time or desire to post about at length. Most of it would be rehash anyway. It just seems interesting to me that I don't really measure the time in between in months, years, personal/emotional development (or lack thereof), but in the changes to Kidzilla's height and face and grown up teeth and Lil'Beast's transition from still-a-baby to the still pint-sized, but relentless force of nature he is now.
Is this the little girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play?
I don't remember growing older
When did they?
When did she get to be a beauty?
When did he grow to be so tall?
Wasn't it yesterday
When they were small?
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears
In much less sappy news HOLY CRAP HUNGER GAMES TONIGHT. Still waffling on whether I totally want to buy a ticket and go tonight, or whether I want to act like a responsible adult with work in the morning and go later on in the weekend. Seeing as the other theater it's showing in is likely to sell out before I make up my damn mind and I don't quite feel like spending two hours of my evening beforehand waiting in order to get a decent seat, I'm leaning toward being an adult tonight. The preliminary reviews so far are all really promising, so I think I can safely wait and partake in Games squee a bit later on. Possibly with other adult company.
Right before I left, I went to see some butterflies with some people that were considerably shorter three years ago:
...and of course their daddy.
Damn, even I looked drastically different three years ago.
days later, when I was settled at The House and managed to get the pictures off the Hatemonger from that trip, this one caught my attention:
It eventually found its way onto my cell phone and my iPod as backgrounds. Three reminders, three reasons, three people to return to that would become pretty damn precious to me. Especially the one in the middle in the peacoat there who was still rocking the glasses at the time. NGL, I kinda miss being one of a handful that got to see he was hiding some pretty brown eyes behind those.
I've got some thoughts and feelings still on why I left, why I came back, how much (or how little) progress I think I've made since, none of which I have any real time or desire to post about at length. Most of it would be rehash anyway. It just seems interesting to me that I don't really measure the time in between in months, years, personal/emotional development (or lack thereof), but in the changes to Kidzilla's height and face and grown up teeth and Lil'Beast's transition from still-a-baby to the still pint-sized, but relentless force of nature he is now.
Is this the little girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play?
I don't remember growing older
When did they?
When did she get to be a beauty?
When did he grow to be so tall?
Wasn't it yesterday
When they were small?
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears
In much less sappy news HOLY CRAP HUNGER GAMES TONIGHT. Still waffling on whether I totally want to buy a ticket and go tonight, or whether I want to act like a responsible adult with work in the morning and go later on in the weekend. Seeing as the other theater it's showing in is likely to sell out before I make up my damn mind and I don't quite feel like spending two hours of my evening beforehand waiting in order to get a decent seat, I'm leaning toward being an adult tonight. The preliminary reviews so far are all really promising, so I think I can safely wait and partake in Games squee a bit later on. Possibly with other adult company.
