Once Upon A Time...

I just recently discovered Facebook. It's funny - I didn't realize I knew so many people. I've reconnected with a girl I went to LCM with back in the early 70's, as well as some folks I have worked with within the past decade or so.

Recently, my old friend Scott joined Facebook and "found me". Scott and I used to both be managers at Wherehouse and he was a dear friend through many of my silly and dramatic early 20's.

He posted this picture of us on his Facebook page.


Who is that girl?!
I barely recognize her.
She's so young.
I barely remember her.

And her hair?! The color! I can't remember it growing that way on it's own but I guess it did. Certainly doesn't anymore.

I look at the picture and think about the silly things that seemed so big back then. I have so much I want to tell her.

I want to tell her that there will be hard times ahead. And she will survive.

I want to tell her that "this too shall pass", just as Dad promised.

I want to tell her that everything she hoped for will really happen - when the time is right.

I want to tell her that some day, her son will make this art on the computer and say "That's our family! Dad and you are on the clouds holding us up, and Domino and I are dancing on a rainbow!"


I want to thank that girl in the photo for getting me here. She had no idea what the journey would be like, or what the results would be, but I can tell her it was worth it.