Last Saturday, my Mom brought up a photo album from high school from the basement. I didn’t know what it was until I saw the cover:
It kind of blew me away because I wasn’t sure what pictures were inside. Once I opened it, I saw this:
There ended up being a few blank spots in the album and I knew they were of a really good picture but I had no idea what it was. I shared over 65 pictures on Facebook with my Facebook friends, but some of them I saved for me.
I shared this one because I remembered taking it and I thought it was so funny!:
That’s what a selfie looks like when there is a one foot difference in height between the people and you have to send it away to be developed. I like it because I thought it was funny! But then, I saw a few other pictures that reminded me of the life I used to have when I was able-bodied:
It started when I saw this picture. Look at me acting like that was my car and it made me think about it back when I used to be able to drive. I told Sean yesterday that I could still walk in all of these pictures. He told me that was the first thing he noticed. Wow, I can’t anymore.
I remembered taking this picture when we were on senior retreat and I thought it was really cool to see my last name spray-painted on the door. It all seemed like a lifetime ago!
I made that sign for the gym for our basketball game. That was back when I could still paint and write.
That picture made me laugh, from the looks of it, it looks like I could play basketball! I really couldn’t.
That one made me laugh because I was the one who took the over developed picture but I was sitting at the top of the bleachers so back then, I could get all the way up to the top of the bleachers!
This one took my breath away because I remember running around and banging on the pep jug. I’m sure that someone told me to go back to class or something.
But, shortly after all of these pictures were taken, I was diagnosed with MS. 19 years later, I am confined to a motorized wheelchair. Given the weather, I rarely get out at all but I did go with Sean today to vote. It was his first time and I remembered going to vote with my Dad my first time:
Sean let me chronicle this moment by taking a picture. I saw another picture today and I think this is where it all started:
Porath park. It is where I practiced every day during the week in the Spring and had doubleheaders twice a week. I was a catcher. The park was closed due to high levels of lead and mercury the year after I graduated. Reading research, it may be linked to my MS diagnosis. That and I also had mono during my senior year. From the looks of all the pictures, did we ever go to class?! We actually did; I wanted to be in the yearbook class but I got AP Calculus instead. I’m glad I put that class to use! Actually, I am lying but I seem to be living my life through memories now… It kind of hurts.
GREAT PICS!!!! 🙂