As I drove home from work today I had my iPod music playing from my iPhone and a Barbara Streisand song came on. It was automatically added when I had synced my iPhone with my iTunes library from my laptop. My dad had put it on there when he was making a video for my maternal grandmother's 80th birthday surprise celebration last month. The Barbara Streisand song was called "The Way We Were" from her album "Memories". There is a line in the song that goes like this, "If we had the chance to do it all again/Tell me - Would we? Could we?" Which got me to thinking, if I had the chance to re-do my life, would I? Over the years this has been a question I've asked myself and I always used to answer, yes. If I could do it all again I would do this different or I would change how this happened. But driving down Continental I realized that I wouldn't do that much different. Because if I did, then I wouldn't have met the people I have over the past 27 years, I wouldn't have lived in the cities and states that I did. I wouldn't have those experiences that have shaped me and made me who I am today.
I have moved six different times, lived in seven different cities and a total of four states throughout my 27 years of life. Each time I had to leave behind either family, friends or both and then travel to the new destination and basically restart my life. In the beginning, when I was young- the first time we moved I was four- I didn't really understand much of what was going on. As I got older, I realized just what moving would entail. And I became more and more against it, of course I didn't have much of a choice and ended up going along with my parents and siblings for the most part.
I have moved six different times, lived in seven different cities and a total of four states throughout my 27 years of life. Each time I had to leave behind either family, friends or both and then travel to the new destination and basically restart my life. In the beginning, when I was young- the first time we moved I was four- I didn't really understand much of what was going on. As I got older, I realized just what moving would entail. And I became more and more against it, of course I didn't have much of a choice and ended up going along with my parents and siblings for the most part.
Despite these things, I wouldn't change my past. It defines me, makes me who I am and helps me walk down the path and into the future. That said, there a few things that if I could, I would change. Mrs. Sales, one of the teachers from the elementary school I attended, died in a car crash when I was around ten-years-old. If I could go back and change that I would. When my friend Kalyn High died from osteosarcoma at age seventeen, I'd change that as well. And then losing contact with friends from the different places I've lived over the years.
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| Me at age 3 around Halloween on the front steps of our first house in Westtown, PA |
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| Our house in Fort Myers, Florida- it was a Polaroid, hence the white bar on the bottom with the scribbling |
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| The Greeley's circa Christmas 2005. Back when my mom was a blonde, Janine wasn't married and Jordan, well, no he's still like that! |
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