Tonight I went to Amber's baby shower -- my first time going to this kind of event without my mom.
At the end of the shower Amber talked a little bit (good job, Amber!) about their plans and how she was sad to leave Mid-Cities after growing up there.
A couple things struck me.
One is that I can't imagine leaving. Twenty years (in my case) at one church builds you a big collection of people who know you and care about you and encourage you. Starting from scratch would be hard (really hard).
The second thing was how many of us who were kids at that church are still around, many after being gone for a while (to the farflung corners of the earth, in some cases). And also how the dramas of life (real, universal kinds of dramas that Tolstoy might have written about!) -- war and loss and the pains and joys of marriage and the pains and joys of parenthood -- have played out or begun to play out in my circle of friends just in the last eight years.
We're like grown up humans now.
How did that happen?
2 comments:
I know what you mean...sometimes it's weird to think that I'm a grownup. I live far away from my parents, I have my own apartment and I support myself--I don't remember when it happened, but it just did.
But you have to admit - it's also tons of fun!
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