What moron in 2012 has their hard drive crash and not have their shit backed up?
In my defense, I thought I was backed up. I was told to go to the Cloud, and like a good little duckling, I did as told. Except it wasn't my actual internal computer's hard drive I'd synced but an external one, and that fucker died and took many, many hostages with it. Tens of thousands of photos. Music. Videos of my babies. 2 years of my life just blinked out with the touch of a button *. I would be on the floor, a sobby mess, if not for my computer guru who is working some seriously dark magic to bring back my computer from the dead.
But if a silver lining can be found in the wreckage, I've been sifting through thumbnails cobbled together from the past 2 years - in many cases even longer - and I've been kind of startled to realize just how much I like my life. This year won't rank as one of my favorites, so I've been prone to be a bit glum. Nearly a year spent hibernating with my baby has left me isolated, depressed and way too much in my head. But that's not what those thumbnails showed me. I have an awesome life. I need to show a little respect. I've met so many amazing people and seen some fascinating places. And even if I don't get those memories back, fully restored, I'm grateful for the glimpse. The reminder to be grateful.
And to back that shit UP!
* current clients have nothing to fear as all proofs are backed up on a site far, far away from my gimpy one