I've had a roll of film (film! From a real camera!) tucked away on a bookshelf for years.
I finally got around to developing the roll this week, and the results were surprising. I'm fairly certain that the photos were taken sometime in 2010 or 2011, when I first started dating my future husband. Tucked in-between photos of my sister and family dogs are pictures of some of my first memories with Chris.
The photos are a little embarrassing (how awkward was I?!) but they took me on a serious trip down memory lane. I only wish there were photos of my husband, but judging by the photos, he was having too much fun sneaking up on me.
What an incredible trip down memory lane. I may have to do this again (on purpose!) someday.