I love TimeHop – an app that goes back through the pictures on your phone and the ones you’ve posted on social media and shows you each and every day exactly what you were doing on that same day back in time. It could be a year ago, three years ago, ten years ago or anything in between.
So, if it’s April 26th, like it was for me a few days ago, TimeHop will serve up every picture it has access to that you took or posted on April 26th in any number of previous years.
Typically, I scroll through the app first thing in the morning or right before I go to bed as a way of reflecting on the past. Sometimes the experience makes me pause and realize how much my kids have grown in just four years, sometimes it serves up happy memories I completely forgot about, and sometimes it makes me burst into tears.
Like it did last night.
As I sat on the couch after putting the kids to bed, watching an episode of The Voice and finishing a glass of red wine, I decided to scroll through TimeHop very quickly before calling it a day and heading to bed.
When I came to this image under a header labeled “Five Years Ago Today” my heart skipped a beat and I started crying.
Five years doesn’t seem that long ago in the whole scheme of things, but this picture represents more than a lifetime ago for me. If TimeHop hadn’t labeled the picture as five years ago, I would have told you it was taken twenty years ago.
This image is the picture-perfect representation of the greatest juxtaposition of my life – the height of my external success meets the height of my internal discontent and unhappiness.
This picture was taken in NYC during a glitzy and glamourous ceremony held in the biggest ballroom I’d ever seen where I accepted a “Changing the Game” award from The Advertising Women of NYC.
The optics surrounding this picture are things I never dreamed would be possible.
I was a senior vice president at one of the top advertising agencies in the country, I was nominated for this prestigious award by the Chief Marketing Officer of one of the largest companies in the world, the other award winners were the who’s who of women who had kicked ass and taken names in their career. The advertising agency where I worked was so proud of me, they flew my husband, my parents, my boss, my friends and the President and CEO of the company from Richmond to NYC on the corporate jet to attend the ceremony.