The Great Escape
I saw so many people from my old life... And I loved it. I love them.
Sunday morning I was sitting in the foyer at my mom's church with Moses when a man walked in that I knew years ago. I couldn't remember his name, but I knew him. He didn't see me sitting just a few feet away from him. He said, "I heard some of my girls were here for the Conley wedding. I had to come over and see them." I thought it was sweet and tried to think of who it might have been that he came to see.
He approached me after the service let out and gave me a big hug. He said, "I heard you was here and had to come see ya." He said the same thing to my sister. We were his girls! He made a special trip over to see us! His name was gifted back to my memory, thank you, Lord, and I took the time to ask questions about his life and introduce my children. I didn't know I mattered to Al, but I did. I mattered enough to him that seeing my children brought tears to his eyes! What a sweet, sweet blessing.
It is so fun to hang out with childhood friends as adults because, frankly, no one ever grows up. We all act like grown ups because we have to, but when you get right down to de neety grrreety (insert thick Spanish accent here) you find out that it's not just you. We're all the same person we were in the second grade when we fought over Barbie dolls and felt jealous that Meredith and Abigail kicked us out of the friendship triangle. We still think the same things are funny; they're even funnier when we say them together like we did in the old days. We still get that twinge in our stomach when someone tells us we're pretty. We want to stay up all night talking and giggling even though when morning comes we have grown up lives to live that require full attention. We pose as grown-ups, but we're incognito.
Poor Scarlette followed me around the reception until her little legs wouldn't carry her any longer. Sarah graciously offered me Piper's stroller. It wasn't five minutes before she crashed!
This photo is terrible, but it may be the only on of me so I wanted to show you how I spent most of the evening with Moses strapped on and his blanky in tow. I wish you could see the girls' hair. I did a basket weave for all three of them. I could've kicked myself for not allowing time to do all the cousins the same way! If I hadn't been in the wedding I would have sacrificed my hair and make-up to fix them all up. But I love Nicole too much to show up looking haggard...
Sista... I love this photo. She was breaking it down on the dance floor with a Diet Coke in one hand and a sippy cup in the other!! I mean, seriously, she is kickin' it mommy style! Hahahhaa!!!
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Here are a few shots of our party corner!
Cool kids table...
My parents are there on the left, and our long time family friends, Bert and Dallas, are there beside them. I love these four people more than I can express with words. Seeing them all at the same time makes me so happy.
Jon and Cara... Cara's so tiny you can just barely see her!
Go to parties with these two. They are a blast!!!
Just looking at them, you'd never know they are both cancer survivors.
They are living life to the max!
Sistaaaaaaa!!! What, whaaaattt!
I have been debating about attending a few reunions coming up. I'll have a 20 year class reunion next year... is that possible? How old am I? WEIRD! I never even considered going, but I am thinking about doing it. Last I heard I was still a missing Spartan. I better sign up somewhere so I can get an invitation when the time comes!
Happy Monday!
lvb
Awe, thanks! We had so much fun!!!
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