On the Other Side

Everyone has hideous pictures.  Ones that when you happen across them in a drawer or old album, make you cringe at all of their weird-outfit-wrong-shoes-eighties-hair awfulness.   You know, those snap shots or school photos that immediately cause you to cringe and say, "What was I thinking?"

I told a friend the other day that these days, strangely, I have been dragging them out and saying, "Look at this really bad picture of me!  Isn't it awful?" and laughing. Yeah, I get strange looks sometimes, but it feels great to look at those shots and know that that person is no longer me.   So here goes another bad picture.  It was taken last year, a few months before my healthy journey started, along the Cape Fear River with my cousin Holly and her daughter, Maggie:

Last year, along the Cape Fear with Holly and Maggie

Boy, at that time I had no idea what a wonderful journey I was about to embark on.   Now for the current shot.  Below is a shot from last weekend with my husband, taken on the other side of the Cape Fear River and on the other side of the first year of this journey:

On the other side.