In this life..

January 2024…. How in the world did we get here? I mean I was just signing Catie up for kindergarten and now she’s halfway through her freshman year at college. I got a notification for Callie today for highschool. I mean time, it truly is a thief.

I recently had my daddy a surprise 80th birthday party. His whole world was basically in that room. All the phases of his life. Friends from each season came back to show him love. I think often about my seasons. My friends I made in my childhood, twenties, and even last week. People I have let fade in and out of my life or perhaps they chose to. Those who you know you were destined to meet and invest for that part of your life. How do you share so much with them and then you don’t see them anymore?

I work hard to keep my circle strong but I’ll admit I’ve let some good people fall by the wayside. Was I too busy to check on them? Then I think do they know they changed my world for the better.. I hope so. So many people cross your path. So many sit in my chair. I listen, I invest and then sometimes they are gone. So many people sit by you at church. You feel them pray for you and watch their children grow up and then you lose touch and their kids are having kids. It’s just life… I know… but wow does it gets more real every day. I can say I have loved and been loved well by a lot. I have been horrible to people who don’t deserve it and been treated like trash in which I didn’t see it fair either. So what’s all this rambling about? I don’t know. I just feel better when I write. When I read where I was a few years ago and every blog I’ve written has something to do with grace. With love. Forgiveness. All the things we desire most.

I just wish there was a way to bottle up the moments that change you. The times you can recall by just a song or a funny story. Those are the things that sustain my daddy today. The memories he had and he continues to make. I hope that I’ve made some great ones with you if you’re reading this. That we’ve belly laughed or did a good “drive by” or broke bread together and made a sweet memory. At the end of the day, our best stories are what we should want to tell right? Forgive me for being this way but I would give anything to go back and ride in the back of my daddy’s truck or drive my moms Cadillac through Dellinger Park. To rock my babies in that ugly recliner or to sneak back stage at a concert. All the moments that make us. Encapsulated in our minds. Never forget those who help you make them. Call them. Keep those lines open. Love on your people. In the words of Colin Ray…”Let the world stop turning, let the sun stop burning, let them tell me love’s not worth going through…If it all falls apart
I will know deep in my heart, the only dream that mattered had come true..
In this life, I was loved by you” Ok I’m done for now❤️