I’ve been listening to this song over and over.
“Brother” by needtobreathe.
It was a whirlwind of a day. Jackson wasn’t feeling great, and I can really tell in the pictures of him. I had messages of love all day, sweet and thoughtful gifts, and good food. I guess this getting older business isn’t too bad. 😉 It was a bittersweet day for me, though, not having my brother here. I thought of him often, and even, for one split second, thought I saw him. For the briefest moment I thought he had come to lunch to surprise me, but then reality set in.
Thank you to everyone who called, texted, and showed up for me today. It meant so much. 













This post is not about a baby (!!). It’s about me. While I could wax poetic for paragraphs about how I have changed as a person, I’m not going to share that here. That’s for me to know (and Jesus. And people who ask in person). I wanted to commemorate something I just realized: this May marks ten years since I graduated from college. I can’t believe it. For all this time, I have felt as though it was “not too long ago.”
I think a decade is long enough…
I am no longer a recent college grad, nor am I “in touch” with college life these days. Because in my day there were these crazy things called
FLOPPY DISKS
and I used them to save my homework and essays. The key to my dorm room was made out of metal. Like…a normal key (none of this key card business). I owned a laptop and a Zip drive. Owning a laptop was a really big deal 14 years ago! It was a rather new development that basically all college kids had one. That was news to my dad, for sure. There were no e-books or kindles. Facebook was invented while I was in college, exclusively for college kids. I remember when you had to be invited and have a “.edu” email address to join. And it was called The Facebook.
Times have changed.
I can still remember how fantastic I felt that day. Bursting with pride, because I had worked really hard. I felt the whole world spread open like a map, beckoning me to choose who ever path I desired. It was bright and aunny and everything felt just perfect. Here’s to me, and the dreams I had:
Oh boy, does he ever! After months of pushing food away, Jackson is finally excited about eating, and wants to try everything!
















