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The Past

25I have a photograph of myself in front of the inscription We are surrounded by our past. This digital pic, taken by my friend, Anne Powers, numbers among my favorite photographs of myself. Not only was it a flattering photo, I had lost considerable weight and my hair was beautifully styled but I was at a place of confidence and gratitude. Contentment.

Today, I am surrounded by my past. My husband brings my old laptop to view pictures I've taken throughout our years together. Additionally, he brings hard copy photos from boxes, albums, and DVDs. We pour through these pics, reliving memories, bathing in the nostalgia of holidays, vacations, meals, fishing trips, our families, friends, cats, you name it. I pluck out snapshots to post onto the metal supports of the built-in lifts, so I may view them and smile.

I wish I could post my favorite pic here. 

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Location: 2720 E Madison St, Seattle, WA 98112, USA

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