It's crazy (there is a better word, I just don't know it) how many different lives we live. Each of mine have sculpted and crafted me into who I am today. Some for the better, some for the worse. I don't want to wax all philosophical here, but reading all the letters, seeing all of the phases-it feels like I have crammed so many lives into my 35 years of living. Remembering I was a person before I was married. I had loves and friends and experiences that were incredible and amazing and such a blessing to my life. Remembering Jack and I were lovers before we were parents. We were parents of 1 before we were parents of 3. We were young parents before we were old parents.
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That picture is all kinds of awesome. I should right click it and keep it forever...heh, heh, heh...I slay myself...
This post was absolutely poetic, Jaime. I know you weren't trying to, "wax all philosophical" as you said, but it really is true...we do live so many lives. I love how you said that they have sculpted and crafted you into who you are today.
That picture is exactly how I remember you guys. If I really think about it, it is hard to believe you are "old parents of three"-- just like me.
We shall see, we shall see!
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