I've had a blog block the last few days. My husband has to do my scanning for me because even when I write down the 47 steps to scan photos, something always happens to mess me up.
So I thought I would go this route.
I am a Kenny Chesney fan. He and Jimmy Buffet are my summer music. I think most of us can relate to his (Kenny's) song "Young". My adult daughters talk about their high school experiences and wonder "what was I thinking?" Like daughter # 3 telling me she couldn't call home when she was going to be out later than planned because her friends were Amish and didn't have a phone. I didn't believe it either.
So I'll sing along with this one. We all have stories to share and some only with others that were involved. It's gone too fast for me and for my girls. My middle daughter just got a 10 year class reunion announcement. She's not sure she wants to go. I think she should.
Discounting the raging hormones and the angst, it's a fun place to visit for a short time. If we could go back with all we know, I for one, would have one or two conversations end differently. Most of it I wouldn't change. I have heard it said that a teenager makes many life choices for the adult they will become. We made those choices because ...we were young.