Who's That Girl?

This past week, I have done a whole lotta reminiscing about the girl I was and the woman I have grown into. Below is my high school prom picture. Sometimes I look at this photo, and I don't recognize the person looking back at me. Other times, I feel like I am the same person, like nothing has changed, like I am 17 all over again. I am having a hard time reconciling the growth I have made with what I consider to be my true self. Aren't we all just growing and processing and centering, just to come back to our true selves? Regardless of how superficial, artificial, and out of touch I consider my high school self, I have to realize that she and I are the same person. Whoa, that's a scary thought. I am stopping now...