It's funny to think about what different places we were in until last year. This little guy was 5 1/2 when I was born. I was in 6th grade when he was a senior in high school. His last year of law school was my first year of undergrad. I don't remember the 80's; he loves them.
We met when he had 4 years of professional experience under his belt; I had a 2-month-old real estate license. Yet, beyond all of these things, we really hit it off!
Two years ago, our time in service to the church coincided. Slowly, we were coming to the same place. Sometimes, it's amazing to me how things happened!
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The 80s are forgettable. So are the 90s in my opinion. The best years are right now. I wish I knew that when I was in school and people kept saying "enjoy life because this is as good as it gets." Thank God that wasn't true! In some ways going through that phase is the worst time of one's life. I'm glad we only have to do it once.
Me too.:)
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