Okay, this probably needs a bit of explanation.
I came across a handful of photos this year that I had never seen before, and I was fascinated. They were of my mom in college and as a young woman before she married my dad. It was amazing to see her in a completely different role in her life. She was silly; she was (I daresay) a tad bit wild—for her, anyway! She was so free! AND she was very, very pretty, which caught me a bit off-guard because she has always described herself as “an ugly duckling” growing up. (Hmm… maybe being hard on ourselves runs in the family…) Even though I too have passed this phase of my life, I found myself really identifying with her in a way I never had before. I wanted to go back in time and meet this young woman, talk to her about her hopes and dreams. I wanted to tell her what an amazing mother and human being she was going to turn out to be. I wanted to be her friend.
It made me so grateful that I have the opportunity to be her friend (and daughter) today.