Recently flipped through a childhood album. Baby pictures where I'm cute and cuddly. Big smile and matching belly sitting in a basin. Holding a water hose soaking my new Sunday shoes. Birthday parties and unwrapping Christmas gifts.
But then there was this huge gap.
It was as if I never existed in middle school. Just an album page of school photos with awkward expressions, cowlicks and a rooster tail to document the next 3 to 4 years of my life. What I remember most about middle school is not being a member of the of the cool kids group. Plus I was constantly growing taller so my pants were never long enough. Always good for a joke at my expense.