(Or why I ought to let sleeping dogs lie. Or my EDSA Duh-oh's)
I've spend a good part of the last two hours rummaging through my horde of mementos from the past. In so doing, I've opened a self-inflicted wound that I thought healed well already.
I blame Dr. Em Dy for this one (Just kidding!). I was surfing my Entrecard inbox, I came across her site and there I saw her entry on EDSA DOS, with a corresponding link to the Blog Action Week: Bloggers Remember People Power 2.
Eager to share my own EDSA 2 experience and the photos which I took with my uber-reliable KB10 camera, I swam through years of accumulated clutter for that one precious album that contained about 26 photos from our class's EDSA Shrine moment. Unable to find the hardcopy of said photos, I tried my luck with our almost-defunct med school class website to see if EDSA 2 pics were uploaded. NADA!
For some reason I wandered into my Multiply site, accessed our class Multiply site which yielded no EDSA 2 pics still. Might as well check updates posted by your Multiply contacts, whimpered a small voice in my head. And that was my undoing.
I saw from the site of one of my best friends from high school, pictures from my ex-girlfriend's wedding.
She's just SO beautiful. Joy personified.
And I'm happy for her.
Really, I am.
(Mom and Pop, yes, I AM ok =])