Time Flies

Even my Kids won't recognize this person.  It's hard for me to find any resemblance to her when I look in the mirror, time has wrought such change.  But then, it's hard for me to recognize the face in the mirror too, because inside, where the real me lives, I quit growing older along in my forties (really good years!).

Not quite seventeen when this senior portrait was taken, I had already met the man who would be the Kids' dad.  We were married shortly after I turned eighteen, Deb was born eleven days after our first anniversary, and the three boys followed in quick succession.  Girl became wife and mother (motherhood was and still is the best time of my life).

It's been quite a journey, a tale with many twists and turns, ups and downs, joys and sorrows.  The girl I was had no inkling of how many changes there would be in her life, how far the road would lead.

Pictures tell the story of how many years have flown (and, believe me, they did fly!).  One thing has remained constant.  I'm still raising kids, Kids.