Looking at old photographs is one of my favourite pastimes. My family probably has the largest collection of photographs ranging from the moment I was born to the past week. They are memorable moments of time and forever keepsakes. My photographs help me remember the people who have come in and out of my life and the ones who have stuck by me as well.
             Some of the people in the photographs are strangers. They have grown up to become the people I know and love, but you could never have predicted that a few years ago. I, myself, seem the strangest of all. It's amazing how much you can grow and mature in seventeen years.
             Almost four years have gone by since I graduated elementary school. Some of my fondest memories occurred during my time at St. Edmund. I made friendships which will last a lifetime, and ones which melted away upon entering high school.
             In one of my photographs from my graduation trip at Muskoka Woods, I am standing with six of my old friends Jessica, Laura, Erin, Debbie, Kelly, and Priscilla. The one holding my face is Priscilla, she's actually my cousin as well. We are in our cabin, having just come back from snowshoeing. We were in the middle of dense forests and beautiful snow. The sunset was the most beautiful sight. The cabin had two floors, we were on the second. It had maple wood paneling and warm ceramic floors. It was extremely cold outside. I had never been snowshoeing before and we couldn't feel our feet, yet we were still smiling because we were having the best time in the world together.
             I can call the people in the photograph strangers because I do not know a great deal about their lives anymore. In the past three years we've grown apart, making new friends, making different choices, and making the time for other important things in our lives. I no longer know what's new and exciting with my friend Kelly who lives just across the street from m
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