Here is the 1990 version of yours truly. I remember disliking this picture, like most all pictures of myself... 22 years later, I realize it looks fine. Except for unacceptable posture and baby weight I never lost. Oh, and my hideous hot pink tights, which I really loved for some reason. Sad, the way in which we women do not recognize our own beauty until it is a fleeting thing. I am far more kind to myself as the years progress. Anyway, I was visiting friends in the hills of Marin . We were getting ready to have dinner to celebrate my 33rd birthday in Olema, and it was to be my first date with the man. Whom I saw for the next few months, until we decided the timing was not quite right. I had 2 young children and lived in Santa Cruz. He lived in Marin County. I never forgot about him, even during my ill-fated second marriage.
Almost a decade later, we tried again and it took. We saw each other again on Mothers Day weekend 1999. Sometimes I'm still disheartened about my less-than-successful marriage record and the damage done during that period. My life with the man these past 14 years has smoothed out lots of those emotional rough spots, for which I am incredibly thankful. I knew so little about real love for most all of my life. Until him.
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I never allow any pics of me to be taken, EVER. The last few were from the early 90s too. You look great in this picture!
Funny how hard we are on ourselves, isn't it.
didn't I take that picture? at jude's house on the deck. I have some other photos of that day. I bought that black with little white dots skirt at a shop in fairfax i think it was.
I believe you did take this pic. I bought the tights and you bought your skirt in San Anselmo.
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