As we searched for all our old photos we also found old journals, scrap books and memorabilia from our past. It has been so fun reading old journals and looking at old pictures of our younger lives while reliving so many good times.
It is also great fun to try to understand why we thought certain hairstyles and clothes were cool. I can't believe some of the things we wore.The thing that is so abundantly clear is that we (I better say "I" so that I don't include Shelley in this missive) am getting old. In reading journals of when I was 14-15 years old, I can't believe that Lindsey is that age. It is hard to comprehend that a whole generation has passed since I was Lindsey's age. I remember my mother and others telling me how fast time flies and to slow down and enjoy the small moments but I just brushed it off. Now I understand. I found myself saying the EXACT same thing to my kids on Friday night.
We were also blessed to have Shelley's grandmother, in town to visit. Grandma L. is our kid's great-grandmother and made three generations of family able to enjoy one another's company. What a blessing. I can't stop time from flying but I can enjoy the small and simple things that happen every day. I may be twenty years slow in learning this lesson but maybe I am finally starting to get it.



















