What? The twenty-third what you ask?
Well, obviously (to me anyway) the twenty-third anniversary of the birth of my daughter, Rachelle, that’s what.
I want to take this opportunity to stroll down memory lane and share a few memories with you.
We’ll skip ahead a few years (the years during which I took mostly video to VHS-C tape and not film photos), to the time when Rachelle perfected ‘the look’ of exasperation because I loved taking candids of her with a digital camera.
Of course, there was the ever changing (sometimes by the week) hair color:
Rachelle played various team sports, including soccer at a young age (and I can’t find any of those photos, probably because they are in a box in the basement with the videotapes of the games). She also learned some judo and jujitsu, but never competed. Besides tennis (shown previously above), she also played fast pitch softball for a couple of years:
Rachelle played lacrosse for three years, the only female in an all-male league, who went undefeated that last year and she earned the Player of the Year award from her coaches.
But singing became her first love and most beautiful talent, joining a youth choir in third grade and continuing to perfect her voice through a succession of choirs and voice instructors.
Rachelle graduated from high school with honors.
Rachelle received two full scholarships (one academic, one music) to attend a local community college, where she continued her pursuit of vocal performance in various choirs and voice studios, including the Jazz Choir (notice the dark hair color).
She gradauted with honors, but declined to attend graduation, so I have no photos of that non-event. In August 2009, just three months after graduating, she moved to North Texas (as did her brother and his wife). Rachelle enrolled at the University of North Texas and Derek joined the Guildhall at SMU. Terry and I found ourselves empty nesters rather abruptly.
Rachelle studied abroad in Europe (Germany mostly) during the Summer of 2010.
For the last three years, Terry and I have made the annual Thanksgiving trip to North Texas to visit them.
But she still tries to hide from my camera.
And both my kids know how to ham it up for a photo.
For Christmas, Rachelle comes home (usually by plane) and Derek and Royna rent a car and drive up to visit. Usually, she helps me trim the Christmas tree.
This past spring has taken us to North Texas twice. First to visit for Easter and second to attend Rachelle’s graduation (again with honors – manga cum laude) from UNT.
Rachelle really needs to overcome her shyness problem when I point a camera (any camera, including my cell phone) at her.
And so I reach the twenty-third photo featuring my daughter, on this her twenty-third birthday.