Do you ever see anyone update their status on facebook or twitter that says something like, “I wish I had something profound to say” or even just “status update”? I kind of always find that a little odd, but I guess the purpose in a post like that is to humor others as they humor themselves. (Isn’t it funny how funny we think we are? I crack myself up. My husband gets cracked up at how funny I think I am.) I wish I had something great to say, too, but many times I don’t either. I understand the pressure to contribute something earthshaking. I have a hunch many people feel the same way based on how many statuses and tweets are actually quotes of somebody else like a bible verse, book excerpt, etc.
I suppose this blog post is kinda like that. No strong theme, rather rumpled. Just little nothings. But they kinda mean a little something to me so I write for pleasure’s sake.
Do you remember the lost art of letter writing? It’s not lost on Greg. He’s quite good at writing letters and sending them through the faithful postal service. It’s actually a little treasure in my opinion. I would much rather receive a long hand written letter than one typed via email. I hope to make this a new endeavor.
A piece of advice I contributed to my friend at a baby shower last week: Do not long for tomorrow, enjoy each day as they come. Our little ones are young only once. I think it’s something great to keep in mind when I’m pulling my 1 and a half year old out of the toilet and clean poop droppings from one end of the hallway to the other.
On our very first Valentines day we shared, Greg and I were in two different states. He was in New Orléans and I was in Fort Lauderdale. At this point, we actually had never yet met face to face. He came up with the very romantic idea of writing out a personal prayer on an index card and “Not my will but Yours be done, Lord” on another. We were to then attach it to a balloon and send them soaring into the sky at the exact same moment. Such a memorable day I’ll never forget. You can even find a few pics in one of my photo albums on facebook. This year Greg bought us floating lanterns. It was 10pm last night when we began to light them in the back field and send them flying. Unfortunately we live on a seminary campus where the campus police came running out in the middle of the field to stop us before we could finish the sendoff. That left me steaming. Another Valentines I’ll never forget.
It's just Me Abby 
as much as the campus police ruined the moment, in hindsight i think we’ll remember it more because of that. thanks for making another memory with me!
Awesome – you two are die hard sweethearts till the end!