Memories

This is a random question but do any of you have like a chest or a box that has all these memories from such a long time ago? I do and it sits on top of my bed rest in my bedroom. Every day I pass by it and can't help but glance in that direction and think about the treasures that I keep dear to myself. I hadn't opened in such a long time and decided to do so today. There were so many paraphernalia that I had saved, it seemed as if it was just yesterday I had received them. I have this dress from when I was about 2 years old and wanted to wear it. Of course, it didn't fit me but I decided to see how it would look anyways. I got only head through the neck hole and stood looking at myself. It's so funny how we grow so fast and change in a given amount of period. Even when you look at pictures in order to see how you have changed over the ears, you can't help but smile. "Was I that small" or "Was that cute?" I have this one picture of myself in my chest from when I was six-years-old and it just brings smiles to my face. From that little face, little hands, and little feet, you have grown into a blossoming new flower. I have not seen many of my classmates photographs of when they were little but you can perhaps surmise what they looked like. So small!