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Seeing ourselves

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My mother forwarded me a photo of one of my second cousins and her fiancé, and I was floored. The last time I saw this girl she was a sweet little pre-teen, and suddenly she's grown into a stunning young woman. Like, an adult woman. With nice hair. Who wears makeup.

I felt so astonishingly old all at once. It's one thing to watch the cousins I see every few months growing up, but for someone to go from child to... engaged woman.... it's quite a jump.

I wouldn't recognize her if I ran into her in person. But damn she looks happy.

So I was thinking about it, and it occurred to me that I've been dating Eric over 2 years now, we live together, and yet almost none of the family I'm going to be seeing in Virginia has ever met him.

I figured the least I could do was dig up a nice photo of us together to show people (cause umm, I don't carry photos of people in my wallet anymore). According to Flickr, Eric and I barely know each other. I have very few photos of us together, and even fewer that are appropriate for public. I stopped taking those "aww we're a cute new couple" photos with him in the days before Flickr, and because we're usually both toting cameras everywhere we go, we each have tons of photos of the other, but very few together.

I don't know what this says about us as people or photographers, nor am I especially concerned. Maybe I'll put it in the back of my mind to take our picture together more than once a year, but we'll see.

I do, however, have an absolute excess of photos of Eric with Smokey (whom he's renamed FLP, short for "Fat Little Pumpkin") and images of Eric with both Iggy and Smokey. I think perhaps I'm more inclined to start carrying one of those.

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