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Amy Krouse Rosenthal wrote -

It's a powerful thing, coming across an old photo of someone close to you. It makes you pause ---

   You have to closely examine it. Like a portrait of my grandmother from forty years ago --- so vibrant, poised, that nice tweed skirt. Without the mask of old age, her features are more pronounced; she's herself, but crisper. I have a snapshot of my parents from their courtship period, swinging at a park, all smiles and good skin. There they exist as a young man and a teenage woman who love each other, nothing more yet; they are not parents, they have no affiliation to an unborn me. I know how the story unfolds from there --- quite happily actually --- but in that photo, they are ripe, on the verge, unencumbered, and so very beautiful. I know my own children will one day comes across an old photo of me and Jason. Look at Mom and Dad. They were so young. Look at Mom's hair. And how handsome Dad was.

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