The Past Is The Past Is The Past

Over the past couple of days, I've been slowly sorting through the innumerable pictures I have on my Facebook account. When I was younger, I had a tendency of uploading every picture I took so I found myself going through many many albums with way too many pictures, some of them not even good pictures. It was supposed to be a relatively quick job. You know, download the few albums that I wanted from birthdays and trips and junk most of the rest. What I wasn't expecting was the influx of memories and to an extent emotions that the process has unleashed. Because the farther back I go, the more comments and likes that I've found, comments from people that I don't even talk to or see anymore. It's a strange feeling to see how many friends I used to have that I laughed with, shared inside jokes with, and just hung out with. I find it kind of ironic thinking of all the people who think homeschool kids are unsocial. I had way more of a social life back then than I do now.

Childhood Melody

Have you ever heard it?  Those few notes playing a song that you had forgotten?  That haunting melody weaving through your mind, bringing you back to your childhood?  It doesn’t happen very often for me.  For the most part any music I hear that reminds of me childhood is some nursery rhyme or silly song or something fairly basic and quite honestly, moderately annoying.  Generally when I hear those songs all I can think is, I used to adore these songs and sing them over and over again?  These days once is generally enough for me, thank you very much.  If I had siblings I’m sure I’d be more tolerant, but as an only child, no, just no.  So the songs that remind me the most of my childhood are songs from movies, generally Disney songs though there were others as well.  And most of the movies I watched as a child, I still watch today, you know except for the ones that were obviously super juvenile.  (Disney does not count in that category.  If someone tells you that Disney movies are for just kids, smack them upside the head and then make them sit down and watch every single one of them, you have my permission.)