Welcome Weekend

I've been a bit nostaligic today. It's Welcome Weekend on campus. Nervous freshman and their parents are scattered about, emptying their minivans and tractor trailers.

While driving the loop, I began thinking a little about my first couple weeks of school-- my roommate who held hands with her boyfriend while riding bikes and thought Michael W. Smith was of the devil, my square dance partner who I don't think ever left the computer science "dungeon" during his four years of school, that first hug from my future roommate, the dorky Precious Moments signs on our doors, making friends, buying used books, learning how to study...

And then I saw this poor sight:


It all seems like a different life.

So I drove my mini-van back home, unstrapped my kids from their car seats, put away the groceries, looked out the window at my new landscaping and with a smile on my face realized that it didn't SEEM like a different life...

It WAS a different life!