It's weird when you can't find yourself on an old family photograph. I think I'm the one sporting the striped shirt and rocking the bare feet. (When our family went to visit our relatives in the country I was full-on country-girl) I might also be the girl in the hat and radio on her shoulder. (I hated getting a sunburn on my head and I loved having portable music. Yes kids that's when portable music had a minimum weight of 10lbs). I can place my cousins and siblings, but I can't place me....
WHO AM I?
I guess in the end it doesn't matter who I was then as long as I know who I am now.
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