A few weeks ago a new family in our ward was speaking in church. As the Misses began her talk I had the impression that I knew her. When she mentioned attending BYU-Hawaii it all clicked. I couldn't help sitting there grinning silly at her through the rest of her talk. I hadn't seen her since 1995. I dug out my album when I got home and found a picture I had of both of us.
That's her on the left with the dark hair, and that's me in the middle. We definitely had seen some beach time. Well, duh. If you went to school in Hawaii would you spend all your time at the library? My goal in Hawaii was to be done with classes by noon. I remember frantically trying to find some more credits that fit this goal and only Shakespeare, an upper-level class for English majors (which I was not) fit that criteria. So I got permission to take Shakespeare at 11 a.m. and then donned my swimsuit.
So I hadn't seen Rachel for 15 years. I started mulling over this number. Fifteen years. I began to wonder what I would look like 15 years from now. In fifteen years I'd have to be like what... forty-four or something. Oh, actually, wait. No, that's not right. I'd be fifty. No way. No way am I just as close to twenty as I am to fifty? This being thirty-five isn't sitting right. It's like the middle of everything. The nexus. I'm as close to 1995 as I am to 2025?
So what I'm hearing myself say is that I'm as close in age to Emma Watson, born in 1990 making her 20 years old, as I am in Roma Downey, born in 1960, making her 50? I'm like right smack dab in the middle of these two. Dang.
Thirty-five is a trip.
Just call me Touched by A Wizard.
Ahhhh I wish I still had those twenty-year-old legs. And that I hadn't spent so much time at the beach. My 50-year-old skin is going to pay for that....My thirty-five-year-old face is already suffering. But how can I cuss that carefree 20-year-old? Look at her, she's radiant. She had so much fun with those young Hawaii friends.
It's great to see you again, Rachel. Thanks for bringing twenty back.
6 comments:
That's why I love you--you crack me up. And I think your miniskirt is way hot.
You are an angel, I'm so glad you got to go to Hawaii. That was a turning point in your life. Love, Ma
It is so great to be with you again. You always made/make me smile. Once I finish unpacking I'm going to have to pull out some of my pics! I think I have some good ones. :) Can't believe how old we are and how in the middle.
(Sorry posting this under Sara's account) Do you even age? You look the same in both of those pictures! You will look the same at 50, but until then stop thinking about 50 and enjoy being 35.
I remember seeing you after our freshman year of college. You were AWESOME. I was so glad to have a friend that radiated goodness and joy.
I am so sad that I did not take many pictures during those college years. I was so cute. You reminded me how absolutely darling we were at one time.
You break down life in segments of time just like I do. Sometimes I lay awake at night and have a panic attack thinking tomorrow I'll be sixty.
I'm happy you had a BYU-Hawaii season. My heart was determined to go there at one time...but it never happened.
p.s. nice legs hot schtuff.
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