I was looking through old family photos and came across this. Easily one of my favorite pictures ever. Just me horsing around with my big sis. I can tell I was really happy at that moment because of that double-chin thing that I always get when I'm laughing really hard (not cute).
It's weird to think about the past. If you could live life all over again, would you? When I think about the countless things I wasted my time and energy on, I think I would, in hopes of making better decisions. But when I think that every seemingly insignificant event has made me who I am today, I guess I'd choose to not relive the past. I'm happy now, so that counts for everything, right?
I just wish I could stop with the coulda, woulda, shouldas. Has anyone ever told me that I over-analyze everything? I don't think anyone has, but they should.
Love,
Gabz
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