Where Worlds and Decades Collide
|And I would be remiss not to include my annual giggle as @DarinRMcClure tries his hand at being all "Halmark-y"|
Childhood friends, both the Minnesota and Vermont contingent, relatives, my long lost brother, college roommates, neighbors now and then, others who I have collected along the many misadventures. They all pop in your timeline and it's wonderful.
Bits and pieces of memories start flooding back. Saying "Goodbye" to my Minnesota friends at 15, not knowing we would all be connected via this thing called the internet years later. Sharing the tales of motherhood with girls I used to giggle about boys with. The fashion faux pas and the big hair.
Vermont - High School
Driving Kirk's Camero too fast into the school parking lot wearing a paper Burger King crown, and now seeing him as a proud Daddy of three beautiful children. Tom who once lived down the street and now calls Abu Dhabi home.
Burlington both during my four years at UVM and a couple more. Whne Nectars was just a local bar and I would try to avoid waitressing on the nights Phish played to avoid the barefoot hippies dancing like crazy ordering water and paying for draft beers in pennies.
The Seattle era of too much coffee, too many micro brews and never enough music, music, music.
My Braille students and Braille community and their giving giving hearts. It was a time of learning I had something important to contribute and that there was great joy to giving that contribution
My San Clemente surf contingent sharing their Aloha and teaching me the value of play. Being taken in by my husbands family and all of them showing up and giving support to my biggest project yet ... bringing Kate into this world.
And to the now. Realizing that all those special moments were created in the now.