and some people, dance

I wish I could provide some profound thoughts on this development, but I just feel funny bout the whole deal.

Yesterday, riding my bike through Olivet, wearing my jean cut-offs and big black sunglasses, I saw ten-year old Stephanie standing on the sidewalk, eyes big and horrified.  Funny to think on the difference between who you thought you’d be and who you are …

But 10-year old Stephanie shouldn’t be laughing.  To quote Jody’s birthday letter to me:

“I will always claim that your “weirdness” as a child helped make me weird.  and weird people are awesome.  I would never have thought to walk through the woods naming trees and streams, but you did, so i did it too.”

Wow, ten-year old Stephanie!  Jody, I loved the letter!