Just me

My mom found an old photo of me, very old. She asked if I had one like it and I didn’t, so I guess I do now.

Funny to look into his eyes and know all the stuff he would face over the years. Funny, when I look into my young granddaughters eyes and wonder about all the things they would see.

That’s a bit deep. I was looking at him and noticing that my hair now is being combed in the same way as then.

It continues to grow and today someone asked if I was getting a haircut. I’m not in a big rush to cut it. It feels a bit out of control now, and I’m ok with that for the first time in forever.

So I guess we’ll see if I get fed up with it.
But for now, I like the kid’s style. I think I’ll keep with it.

As I say, for now.