Under the theory that life is lived in moments, here is one. My teeth have been slowly migrating back to their very sad state of crooked before I had braces. So for Christmas I asked for Invisalign. Of course Anthony did not think this a very romantic Christmas present, but when I told him how much they cost he said they would make a fine Christmas present (and birthday and possibly anniversary too). And yesterday I got them. Damn, I do not remember braces hurting this much.
So I remember the day I got braces--I don't know the month, I could figure out the year. It must have been after camp and before we went to the beach. I do remember putting on a two piece bathing suit for the first time--pretty much ever. My mother would not let me wear one before that because I was too fat. We won't go there right now.
That was a truly transformative summer in so many ways. I can literally go back to that very moment, standing on the deck of the beach cottage in Anne Moss' hand me down bikini and feeling good, really good. I'm not sure that I actually wore it down to the beach, but that feeling of accomplishment and sort of peace with my body image if I think about it can come back to my mind's eye.
So much for the birth of Anne Hester Old story, maybe tomorrow. Or maybe someday.......