I wrote at one point about my wedding pictures and how strange it is, not even two years later, to look at them and see children when they were smaller, dead people when they were alive, divorced couples when they were at least apparently happy.
I'm sort of slow on the uptake when it comes to pictures. On some level, I think I expect them to behave as pictures tend to in Harry Potter books, updating themselves to match the present reality. It's weird to look back at pictures and fumble for what we should have seen. Is the soon-to-be-divorced wife's smile a little forced as her husband smiles for the camera with his arm around her?
Maybe. Maybe not.
It's weird how people can look the same for decades, then they get sick and very quickly start to look old. And it's weird to look at yourself as a child and wonder if any of that innocence is still there.