So here's the question:
What were you doing 10, 20, 30 years ago?
Ten years ago:
In November 1997, I was the size of a house. I must have been cheating in this pic, because I was still serving time on bed rest for preterm labor during my pregnancy with Libby (9). I had finally emerged from the dark years, anxious for our third child, only to spend sixteen weeks of my life in my recliner or on my bed, monitoring contractions. And without internet, I embroidered the entire Lord's Prayer (you can see a pic of it hanging by my piano here). Just think of the blogging I could have done!
Somehow we made it through that out-of-control time, and, wasn't she a beautiful baby?
Twenty years ago:
Dennis and I had been married two years already (I was now a mature 21). We made the biggest decision of our married life up to that point, and moved across the country to the South. We were both working full-time and going to school at night,
Thirty years ago:
(And now I'm officially feeling old, y'all. Do I really have memories from this long ago?).
In 1977, I was a sarcastic, quick-witted, too-big-for-my-britches preacher's kid, trying very hard to blend in with my sixth grade public school classmates in our small town in the Northwest. (This statement gives me hope for my own children at times!)
I actually have a diary from that time, and it chronicles the event that changed the history of our family forever: we moved from our teensy town all the way to Mexico City, mid-way through that school year. During this year I had my first encounters with homesickness (on a very large scale!), culture shock, peer rejection, and (as providence would have it): puberty. It was a very hard time, but I didn't really realize it. I just thought all families did stuff like this. Looking back, I know God was there. My parents hung in there with me (it was here I discovered that shelter is not a place), and my sister Rachel Anne was there to share a room and make tomato and avocado masks with me (I thought about posting those pictures, but I changed my mind). What more do you need?
I'll tag anyone who can remember that far back, or even if you can't, but I'd especially like to hear from:
Brenda at The Family Revised
Julie at Love, Laughter and Laundry