Taking trips down Memory Lane has never been my thing. So, when my sister called me into the other room to show me picture of my former boyfriend and me, I was not a very happy woman.

This picture of us was taken in December of 1998. He had surprised me and come for a visit to celebrate Christmas with us.

That was a very happy time. That was then and this is now.

I'm the only one in my family not fond what I call "I remember when" Boulevard. I love my family very much, but alike in this respect we are not.

It's always been my belief that you can't move forward while holding onto the past.

While I'll always wish my former boyfriend well, my sister and other family members can go through the old pictures. I live in the present and plan for the future.