Isn't time funny? I have been looking through some boxes of old pictures all evening. I look at a picture and can completely remember the day. Everything I did, everyone I saw. Everything. Everyday seems like just yesterday. I remember conversations, meals at restaurants, walk and drives that I went on. Shopping trips, concerts, and activities that we did. Young women's activities, camp, young adult volleyball, and all night movie parties. I remember so much.
As I look at these pictures, I wonder how 15 years have come and gone since some of them were taken. I wonder why some people turned out how they did, while others turned out differently. Tonight I was reading an old friend's Facebook page and wondered, "Who are you?" I don't recognize them as a person at all. They look the same, but everything else is different. Attitude, demeanor, thoughts, beliefs, everything. I wonder if that is how people see me now too? Or am I the same person I always have been?
I feel like I am pretty much the same person, but am I?