Tuesday, March 09, 2010

I Need Therapy

I've decided I need to face the fact that I'm having some sort of passage-of-time crisis these days rather than feeling bewildered every time I tear up after looking at old photos or talking about Landon going to Junior High this fall. (Note to self: Keep it Together Man!) I have held steady and gone with the flow (can you do both at the same time?) for most of the kids' childhoods, but now I feel like time is accelerating (possibly because it is so rudely showing on my face) and their 18 years of childhood are almost over! (They're not really, but it feels that way since we're moving into the next phase.)


The salt in the wound today occurred since I was back in action at my mom's house today after a 2 week break to continue sorting, dating, labeling and containing years of family photos. We have made so much progress since starting in January, but every time I think we've made a substantial step we find more photos to go through! I'd discovered a gap in photos from 2003-2007, but my mom located a box full of photos and another full photo album, so the mystery was solved.


Trying to date all the photos has been quite a challenge for us, and has been based mostly on who was a baby at the time. My tip for any and everyone who ever prints a photo is to date it immediately, and save yourself the hassle and feelings of dementia that will surely follow if you don't.


Need I say more?


We found a lot of photos from Landon's first year of life (he was the first grand child on my side of the family and my parents lived in Maryland when he was born) so my heart got a workout today. He was a painfully cute baby (if I do say so myself) and the time of his babyhood just flew by. Must stop...heart hurts...can't take it much longer...


Our lunch break proved replenishing and well timed.


Our self-portrait for the day.


I left my mom's house at 2:00 so I'd be able to visit with Amie for a half hour before she had to go pick up James from school. She was putting on her make-up while we talked (complained/blubbered), which was fascinating since she seems to have a magical touch with her mascara application.


We took a self-portrait before I had to leave and though I'm going through such a heinous period, I'm dedicated to documenting the good, the bad and the ugly on my blog, so here it is. Seriously, what color is my skin? Do I need an intervention?

**What triggers life-melancholia for you?
Do you go with the flow with aging?
Are you good about labeling photos?
Do you have a trick for long lashes?**

Comment Window Tidbit: I always think I'm not very emotional, but that really doesn't seem to be the case does it?

19 comments:

Charlotte said...

What triggers life-melancholia? For me, right now, often just thinking about life come the day after graduation can start throwing me into hyperventilation. Well, not really. But almost. Even though I'm excited . . . it's freaky.

And let me just say that I'm NEVER the first to comment on your posts. I feel pretty awesome right now.

Natasha said...

I am already worked up about Luci starting middle school next year and going to week long overnight camp by herself this summer. They grow up too fast.

I don't print hardly any pics, just load them on Shutterfly. After moving so many times the past 7 years, I decided pics in boxes were too heave to lug around! So I take tons of pics but save online.

Kim Sue said...

I'm in photo delima right now...unprinted are out of control so do I keep printing? just have digitial? make photo books?

Do you know anything about scanning from negatives?

Matt and Tiana said...

I'm choosing not to think too much about how fast my kids are growing up. Time flies way too fast.

My skin looks heinous right now. SO, sorry, I really can't help you there.

Lashes are another story. My sister was a make-up artist, b/c. Here is the tip. Use white lash enhancer before you apply mascara. You will use 1/2 the mascara and your lashes will look ten times longer and fuller. I choose Lancome products. And use the white enhancer followed by Hypnose Mascara. Good Luck!

Amber said...

Well, I think just about everyone could use therapy, truly.

I get very nostalgic when I see baby pictures. I think my babies are the most beautiful, too. Mainly, I feel like I've done so many things wrong, and when I see those sweet little faces, I wish I could go back and do it right this time. That is very painful.

michelle said...

I just want to say a big fat DITTO to everything that Amber said. Every word.

It is funny that you think you're not very emotional. Kind of like how you thought you needed to work on loving others, eh?

Emily said...

I'm sooooo jealous of all the yummy/beautiful lunches you have!

kelly said...

oh jill..i feel your pain. I too feel like life is going to fast. I have these feelings of I wish I did that when my kids were younger. In the fall..I will have one starting high school, on starting middle school and a 3rd grader. where did my babies go to!!

Amie said...

Ya.... let's talk about an intervention. Was that really the best of the three photos? (I didn't see them in smugmug) You would think all of these self portraits would have been a wake up call by now (me not you... I think that wrinkle is IN your head not on...)

It is "funny" to see you emotional lately... you are usually so matter a fact about these things. I can't imagine it being hard to look at the kids little. I miss them that way but I love reminiscing. Junior High would be freaking me out too... in a "I figured out how to skip that" sort of way.

Thanks for stopping by...

jenn said...

Don't even get me started on how fast time is flying by and the heart strings that get pulled with EVERY picture I see of my kids... does Target therapy still work? Let me know if you want to give it a try!

becca said...

It kills me that my kids have to grow up so fast. I am already emotional about it....I cannot even imagine how hard it is going to be when they are old enough to go to Jr. high!!

Elizabeth said...

Summer and pool time is around the corner and you're sure to get some color in your skin.

Neighbor Jane Payne said...

Ohhhhhhhhh life-melonchalia is as bad as being homesick. Lots of things bring it on for me: thinking "This is the last time that we will ever blah, blah, blah" or seeing those baby pictures and wishing I'd have been less anxious during those years or, or, or.

You've got at least eight good melancholy years ahead to keep you humble and prod you on to make memories!

patsy said...

I am in the same dilemma as kim sue... I just don't know what to do?

I think you are having pre-40's pain. I did all that at pre- 30. I don't know why but 30 was harder than 40.
All I can say is-- I'm there with you & really--- what's the alternative?
life- enjoy it- it goes SO FAST

have I told you lately I LOVE THIS BLOG!!?

Michelle said...

Nicole gets her learner's permit at the end of the month...talk about a "WHAT?!" parenting moment.

Therapy is the best gift you could ever give yourself - provided you find a good therapist.

Let the feelings out.

You look great and are being overly critical!

brooke said...

THe food your mom makes looks so good to me.

Robyn said...

You are really amazing for doing all that photo organizing. It never would have happened without you. Such a HUGE gift, I can't believe it. I think I would just crumple with the enormity of it! Glad you found the missing photos. I knew they were there somewhere!

I don't print photos really, unless it's for Mom or for a frame. I organize them in files on my computer and external hard drive by month and year... so I don't think I'll have a problem with that unless I really want to know the exact date.

Aging is tough for me... I am feeling every bit of my age these days and I don't like it one bit. Wish it didn't show so much on my face! I wish I was better at documenting the good, bad, and ugly.

Rebekah said...

Wow, he was a super cute little fellow. So fat and soft-faced.

I can't imagine having that many photos. I guess your collection grows exponentially when you start having grandchildren.

Those rolls, those rolls, those rolls! Every time I see them my mouth waters.

amy gretchen said...

I wish I could slow down time right now. I feel, like you, I don't have that much time left. In fact, when I think in ten years that Bella will be 20 and Megan 16 it kills me. Ten years is not a long time.

I'm glad we will all be able to make this transition together.