Japanese Sticker Photo Booth, Wishbone on Irving Street, San Francisco, California, 2001 (booth no longer there).




I know that I talk about PickleBoy quite a bit here. It makes sense to me because he is basically the Center of the Universe and all, but just to me. But, alas, Photobooth Friday has arrived again and he is in nearly all of my photobooth pictures. This because he has been my constant sidekick.

It has been just the two of us for over eight years now. I sincerely have no regrets but I do feel the tides turning for both of us. He is becoming so much more independent - getting himself off to school, girls starting to call, sleepover camp for the first time this Summer.

And as for me? Well, I have carried anger for a long, long time. It has been an anger of protection and dismay. I have been angry for these years at a man who I chose. Angry at him for not being what I needed when I could not even identify it myself - for something I needed before he ever appeared. When what I needed all along was love for my self.

So it is time for me to let my own tides turn. To accept that I am the one who has been getting in my way all along.

Time to make room for a grand happiness to come my way.

To stop worrying so much about every little thing that I have no control over and start enjoying this rollercoaster of life, oh, so much more.

Time to let go of the safety bar and lift my arms defiantly over my head and up towards the sky, laughing and screaming with happy tears streaming down my cheeks, enjoying the wind whipping my hair straight back as I take these wild curvy turns and loop-d-loops.

It seems that the seat next to me is vacant. Would you care to join me?