Bryanna and the Men in her life.
It has been quite a while since I wrote anything. Hopefully now that my life has a bit more rythm I will be able to post more often.
We took Bryanna to college this weekend which is strange because she is only supposed to be two years old. She is happy to be in her little dorm room and to be making new friends. Bryan posted on his blog how strange the whole experience was--going to church where we went when she was born, seeing the people we knew when she was born...it was so surreal. He said on the way home that he feels like he has been experiencing his life as if he was on nitrous oxide--it is all swirled and strange and going way too fast. It is going too fast--our little baby started fifth grade this year. Next thing we know, she will be off to college.
I often think about our short time here on earth when I have experiences that remind me of my past. It seems that I should still be only twenty-one with my whole life before me but I am almost forty-two. FORTY-TWO!!! That is such a crazy old age! Bryan, of course, is only thirty-nine. He hasn't hit the horrible birthday that delineates old from young. My mom had me at his age and I always thought she was old, old, old when she had me. Now I am older than what I used to consider over the hill. I don't think I will ever be old though. I still love to slop through mud puddles, have water fights with my family, and punch Matt Koger for being rude. I also am still a sore loser. Maybe that just makes me immature? In any case, I am thankful that my life isn't just this life. I am so relieved that this life is just a grain of sand on the beaches of time--the real life begins when this one is over.
"Life flows from God, it flows from God..." (Charlie Hall)
