Awkward post referencing personal things!
I just threw away my wedding photos.
It doesn’t matter how long I’ve been divorced, or how odd it is that I still have these photos, that I’ve moved four times with them since I left him, or how even odder (telling?) it is that I never even committed them to some kind of display in the years that I was married. They’ve been in the same black cardboard box since the photographer sent them to me in the fall of 2005.
It’s still odd to place them in the kitchen trash.
I mean, that’s a lot of expensive photography. Of people I never want to see again.
(I kept the ones that only had me in them, because they are evidence of me looking pretty.)
