I wish I could drive down and visit my nieces all the time I wanted. I “danced” with my six month old niece and I had fun with my three year old one.
I watched a movie, Freaky Friday, that was produced when I was born. When I was a kid I had the same “rubber stamped” ambitions any good Utah boy would have. “When I grow up…” It changed from occupation to occupation, but the following goals were there and no particular order.
Grow up, get an education (go to school, get a degree), go on a mission, get married, get that first job, have kids….
I never dreamt I would go on a mission, finish out my degree at UVSC, get that first job, lose that first job, spend a few years loafing so I felt, move to Virginia, and so on. My goals now seem to be… what shall I eat for dinner, what movie shall I watch, or what social activity should I go to. Marriage and all the others are still on the mind, but one desire seems to be to get back to enjoying time with my nieces.
I could use a visit to my nephews once and a while.
Posted by Michael at February 5, 2005 06:09 PM