Well, I assume this is your Grade 11 picture. Wonderful legacy to your children and grandchildren. Hope you will do better with your senior portrait next year. Ya know, the one they hang on the wall or put on a shelf to memorialize your final year of secondary school and the final year of your childhood before you enter college and the adult world. I sometimes come across my high school portrait (hidden in a bottom drawer of a file cabinet) or my college portrait (same place) and look at my young self in wonder that I was once upon a time that young and pretty (currently sporting a mop of white hair and some wrinkles). Sometimes I have trouble believing I was ever that person in these portraits. I don’t think my sons ever saw those portraits. They probably will when I pass and they have to clean out my file cabinet and say " Was that MOM?"
Well, I assume this is your Grade 11 picture. Wonderful legacy to your children and grandchildren. Hope you will do better with your senior portrait next year. Ya know, the one they hang on the wall or put on a shelf to memorialize your final year of secondary school and the final year of your childhood before you enter college and the adult world. I sometimes come across my high school portrait (hidden in a bottom drawer of a file cabinet) or my college portrait (same place) and look at my young self in wonder that I was once upon a time that young and pretty (currently sporting a mop of white hair and some wrinkles). Sometimes I have trouble believing I was ever that person in these portraits. I don’t think my sons ever saw those portraits. They probably will when I pass and they have to clean out my file cabinet and say " Was that MOM?"