Here they are:
And here is the "tunnel through time" picture we take on our decade anniversaries. (We are holding our tenth anniversary picture of us, holding our wedding picture. Ten years from now, we will hold
this picture.)
Edited to add: Some of you have remarked that you like the way I look today better than the way I looked ten years ago. I agree, but when you consider that I had actually given birth to Delia about a week previous to that picture, I gotta say I looked pretty good then, too, considering.
Edited to add: this poem came up in the comments, and I think it's pretty appropriate, when you consider how this portrait (and the ones we'll take in the future) represents how we change as we age--but the relationship lives on:
When You Are Old
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.-- William Butler Yeats
