Our first baby went to Homecoming this year. At first, she wasn't going to, but then she found out a group of her friends were going... single... no boys (Ken thought that was the best part). We have a joke running through our house that boys are gross and yucky until they are 30... we will enjoy it while we can.
Anyway, I took Carissa to get her hair done special for the day. It took 75 minutes to get it done and it turned out fabulous. She wore her hair up to church today -- partly because of all the pins that we needed to dig out and partly because of the need to scrub all the hairspray out of it. In the end, we found 55 hair pins!
With everything that has happened this week, I can't seem to stay focused on simple tasks. It seems my mind is constantly wandering. I have been reminded almost daily of funny things Grandpa and Grandma used to say or do. So, as I sit here--in a quiet house--and try to do my homework for Financial Peace University, I am overcome with memories. Not just memories of Grandpa and Grandma; I heard from my dear friend Callie that they have sold their house and my mind wanders to our past... all the silly things we did as teenagers and how God has restored our friendship to something way deeper than I could have ever hoped for. I am reflecting on the positive things that have resulted in the passing of both my grandparents: a healing in a relationship with my aunt and my cousin that has been troubling me for 15 years. I have known that God is good and He can change hearts and move mountains, but it is exciting to experience it first hand. Now, if only I could do the homework that I need to do before tomorrow evening!
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