So, I went to a wedding over the weekend, and saw some friends that I have not seen in years. Sis was asking me who some of the people in the wedding were, so I told her that I used to be good friends with them. She very innocently asked, "What happened that you're not friends anymore?" Hmmmm. What DOES happen? Life? I explained to her (or tried to) that while I still consider them friends, we just moved in different directions and lost touch. Sounds like an excuse, doesn't it?
It was great, however, catching up with these old friends. I exchanged contact information with a few of them, and I do think that we'll keep in better touch. Others I probably won't talk to again until another moment that randomly brings us together again. I think that's probably okay, too. I will always have my memories of our friendship, and how it shaped my life. You know those chain emails that go around talking about friendship? The one especially that talks about friends in different seasons of your life? There are ones to cry with you... ones to laugh with you... ones that cheer you up... ones that you can call in the middle of the night, etc??? That's comforting to me.
So, after spending some time with my more "recent" friends at the reception, we headed to my Dad's non-retirement party. He has left his long-term employment (retiring) to move to more full-time ministry (my sister wrote VERY eloquently about him here). At the party, my parents had a LOT of family there to celebrate my dad. I must be in a nostalgic mood, because as I was sitting there, I was thinking about how the different family members there have affected my life as well. Although a lot of them I only see every few months now, I have some GREAT memories of fun times we've had together. My aunt and uncle were there... they let me come to their house practically EVERY weekend when I was a teenager! My other aunt was there that taught me how to apply makeup, use self-tanner, and walked me to my very first college class (literally all the way there... I was so nervous!!!). My uncle was there who used to see me walking to school in first grade (I lived so close I could hear the bell ring from my house), but would occasionally pick me up in his car and drive me the rest of the way. I love these memories!
So, on another note... if you want to NOT mumble next New Year, here are the lyrics of Auld Lang Syne (the English translation, not the Scottish version):
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and old lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
We'll take a cup o' kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
So, my sister and I were discussing our kids the other day. We were mostly wondering if our kids would have our personality trait of being smart-alecks (it's our fluent second language). I told Christy that I think that Sis is a little too dramatic to be a good smart-aleck. Smart talk requires subtleties that a drama queen just doesn't possess. I told her that I think that Bub had real promise, though... then I ran across this picture that I took a few weeks ago. Don asked him to go inside the house to get him something. This is Bub when he gave it to him.
Monday, July 21, 2008
I am cracking myself up that I am doing a blog... ME! I still write like I'm in first grade sometimes! I have gotten addicted, however, to reading several blogs lately, mostly family members', and it's really helped me to stay caught up in their lives. So, I'm going to try to do the same for them! I'm not as prolific a writer as my siblings, but I can definitely take pictures, so maybe I'll photo-blog!
We are nearing the end of the summer already. Where has it gone??? School registration begins later this week! Sis is going into 3rd grade this year, and Bub is going into 2nd. Their school is K-3, so Sis is VERY excited to be the "big girl on campus" this year.
We are finishing the end of the softball/baseball season (thankfully... it's hotter than all-get-out outside!). Don has coached Bub's team this year... not sure if he'll EVER do that again! hee. So, I've gone mostly to Sis's games, since their games fall on the same night. The biggest difference I've found in beginning softball vs. baseball is that the baseball players yell out encouragement (??) to their teammates, and the softball players make up cheers for them from the bench. No kidding...
So, we'll see if this blog keeps up, or goes away into oblivion after this initial posting....