One of the side-effects of unpacking (and of packing) is that you’ll inevitably come across all sorts of crap you didn’t even remember you had. I’m infamous for purging possessions whenever we move, but there are some things I just can’t force myself to get rid of. I have boxes of notes, keep-sakes, tapes, mini-discs, floppy discs, and trinkets from high school. Nicole’s not so much on the notes, but she has tons of photographs, and she can tell you when and where each of them was taken.
One of the side-effects of old photographs is that they make you feel old! Something about how a picture that’s barely 5 years old has already started to fade and discolor a bit, making it look like something you dug up in your grandma’s attic — even though its a picture of you, and you remember it being taken, and it wasn’t that long ago!!
The thing is, Nicole and I have been together a long time. This year’s anniversary, like most of the previous ones, kinda flew by without much pause for recollection. As is the norm for us, we were too deep in the middle of some massive life change to really stop and celebrate how far we’ve come. But as I was digging through boxes at lunch time today, looking for something or other I’d lost, I stumbled across piles of photo albums, with pictures taken what seems like a life time ago. And I had to stop and marvel at this journey.
While we’ve been married 7 years, Nicole and I have been together over 10. We met in high school, married before we were done college, and haven’t really slowed down since. Click on for a few discolored, somewhat faded pictures, that make us look like the couple of old married people we really are…
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