Today’s Muse. Stairway to the Me I Forgot.
This morning, I chose to walk this path.
To an attic in a house I haven’t lived for ten years.
Someone is moving in and doesn’t want my stuff taking up space.
Some people.
So I strode the teetering path and found many things I had completely forgotten.
Completely forgot modeling for this 38 Special album cover.
Can show Mom why I haven't entertained for the last 10 years. Who can hostess without a lace apron?
Completely unable to find the 2011-2012 Morgan County Primary School Handbook I received last week, I do have the 1998 Peachtree Road Methodist Preschool Handbook. (Excellent condition. I don't think it's been opened.)
My hair was that color...naturally? (How did she do that?)
I still have that coat hanging in my closet.
The dude I'm hugging above was hiding his "Sexiest Legs" under those acid-washed jeans.
Another stunner. Handmade Halloween costumes. By my hands. Wonder if Jake could fit his 6'1'' frame into this to trick-or-treat?
I found a small index card box with 3x5 cards where I had written a bible verse and the date. Here's the one for today's date 1996.
I have no memory of doing that. Did I memorize them? Why the date?
Who was this girl who made Halloween costumes, saved preschool handbooks and wrote bible verses on 3×5 cards. (And where did her lovely handwriting go?)
Alright, I still have a thing for 3×5 cards.
Writing bible verses and things on 3×5 cards seem to be the one common denominator between the girl in the attic and the woman at the keyboard.
And she’s still hugging the guy wearing the acid-washed jeans.
Have you cleaned out an attic lately? What did you find? Or re-find about yourself.
I love this post- the journey, the memories- and the photos of them. Magical, really!
Thanks Galit. It was more fun than my attiude thought it was going to be. The job’s not done. Who knows what other secrets I may undercover.
I’ve been cleaning a lot of things out too… and there are so many things that make me think it was another life ago. For me, it’s through the journey of watching as my youngest returns to college…
We will be sending our first next year. That does put things in perspective. I would come across little preschool handprint gifts — it was hard to believe it they were his hands and not our younger children.
Cleaning out attic and storage space is not a lot of fun. But uncovering forgotten gems usually makes it worthwhile. Senior with the sexiest legs is a priceless find. i hope you’ll frame it and hang it up. Your children would get a good chuckle out of that! I recently relocated and spent hours, no days, going through boxes and there were a few treasures.
Oh, wow. It’s amazing what you find when you start digging. Loved this post!
This is lovely, my favourite one. I love that it ends happily and you are still hugging the guy in the acid wash pants.
And apparently it’s fashionable again, so that’s good.
Glad to still be hugging you. The past was fun but the present is better! Oh and nice butt.
Thanks pal. Though you said that because I’ve ALWAYS freaked about my rear.
What a great trip down your memory lane – nice butt indeed! 🙂
I love the glimpses those kinds of things give you into the person you were at that moment in time.
I’m totally impressed that you won a killer legs contest! That is a trophy many women would covet. 🙂
Thanks for joining in!
Thanks Liz. It’s was fun. But it does take a strong woman to love a man with better legs than her.
Stopping in from the linky.
Okay, this was by far my favorite post of all the iPhone posts so far. It was just excellent – you had me at the photo of that stairway to the old you.
Then all the photos, what you found up there – so interesting.
Two important questions though:
1. why on earth was he wearing acid-wash jeans (I know it was the 80s but shouldn’t people have known better?) (-:
2. what exactly is the Halloween costume? a shield?
(-:
Great post.
Too much fun! I have to go through my storage next summer! You have given me inspiration… no, eager anticipation! 🙂
xo
Love this, Jamie!
Before my wedding, my mom gave me a suitcase filled with items from my childhood. I still haven’t opened it. Maybe Luis and I will sit and open it together, and I can walk him through my childhood memories.
Thanks for the idea, my friend.
Hugs,
Daphne
It’s amazing all the selves we have in just one life.
I love your blog. Period.
🙂
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