Did you know I used to figure skate?

One of the more disconcerting aspects of getting older is turning around and looking back on things you’ve done. So many things that once seemed of the utmost importance, things your life centered around, are suddenly vague memories. Even stranger? Sometimes when I remember the things that once defined me; I almost can’t believe that I used to be that person. It all just seems so distant from where I am now. I was looking through SYA pictures the other day, and the Italian used to completely define me. Roman history is probably the closest thing I’ve ever had to a religion. Now when I try to speak Italian, it all comes out in French, and I barely remember being that person.