As for the couple of scant images of xW from that period that I do have, I look at these pics now and can only see a different person altogether. At most I see in these old photos the "good twin" -- who has since been erased and replaced by her "evil twin" of today, like in some cheesy sci-fi cliche. Or the changeling mythology.
But mostly it makes me think I am looking at someone who has died. I can't really seem to associate the past person with the current one anymore.
Maybe that is or is not a healthy way to learn to cope with a loss like that. I don't know.
I just want my pictures of my dog back.
I can relate. As I posted before I had a one-night pity-party, looked at 17 years of photos, packed them, and put them with X's boxes with a note thanking her for taking them but, "keep them or toss them as you see fit. I don't want any."
Gardener
"My soul, be satisfied with flowers, With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them In the one garden you may call your own." Cyrano deBergerac
