Cleaning out the closet!

Teryn and I

Cathy and I

 

 

 

 



Memories Made... Last a Lifetime!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'm 28 year old and my closet holds the memories of a teenager! Today my mom and I had the joy of completely cleaning out my closet where the only things allowed to be left in it was the clothes I'm taking back to OK with me. I think we gathered 6 large trash bags of clothes, 4 bags of trash, and the bedroom floor is covered in stuff to go to the camper or the storage unit. However, the best part of today was going through the photos of my teenage years. They range from pictures of friends at Thousand Oaks High School in California, soccer, travel, prom at Kingwood High, Texas friends, etc... As I was filtering through all the photos it was like I was reliving the image I was seeing. For example, I had tons of photos from my sweet 16th birthday bash in California. I can still remember the balloon fight in the living room and all the sweet 16 confetti flying about the room as each balloon popped. The piñata on the back porch where we each took turns holding it up high on the ladders while each of us took a swing at it. Then I came across all my action soccer photos taken by a fellow players parents. Not to toot my own horn but I was pretty awesome! As I filtered through the photos I found some I could have cared less to see, which they were lucky enough to make it to the trash. In the end photos are memories... they always seem to last a lifetime!