How Did We Get So OLD???

Thank goodness for great photographers and excellent lighting!  Were it not for my sister, photos of me these days would show a lot of wrinkles and my huge, fat blob-iness.



Everything is beginning to settle down...finally.

Will was given a bonus and a raise at work and soon he will be on salary. This means his company will be able to ask him to work virtually any time they want...officially.  He's been doing that informally for a while now, and altho he has been rather tired, he hasn't complained much.  My husband is one hard-workin' man, and in this company I think he has really found his niche.  It's very reassuring for me to know that he finds his work fulfilling.

Over and over, Will has determined and re-determined what he wants to study in school.  I turned 31 last week, and Will's 31st is coming in the fall.  I think something finally clicked in his brain--

'Dude, I'm old, and if I'm gonna do something with my life, I need to choose the most efficient path!'

I have been experiencing the same reality check.  How did the time slip away so fast?  And when did I get so OLD-LOOKING?  Pictures from 3 years ago look like high school compared to now!  Today, as I contemplated things, I realized that the only thing that has ever kept the two of us from realizing great things is our own doubts and fears.  Sounds clichet, but it's literally true.  Lack of decision is a fantastic excuse for trying nothing, and therefore failing at nothing...which is actually failing at everything.

We chase fleeting time through our fear to the other side--a satisfaction with life--a happiness...