Story Time

 Wow! 

I actually found my way back here and remembered my password.

How are you? How's life? Are you having a good summer? Read any good books lately?

Life on 5J has changed.  I'd love to know your latest details but for now here are mine. 

You probably know we left our little farm. It's hard to believe we drove out of the driveway and away from our white house and red barn eight years ago. No doubt a piece of my heart and a big chunk of my memories will live there forever.

We now live in town in a big ol' Craftsmen style house built in 1910. We love the house, have plenty of spare bedrooms for guests and grandbabies, but I think it's safe to say Farmer Boy and I will always miss farm life.

Here's the latest.

Kelli got married! Actually Kelli and Jordan just celebrated their 7th wedding anniversary. They live close by and I hope they never move. I love having Kelli near. 

Liz is now a Minnesota girl and she absolutely loves it. She loves her job, loves her friends and I love when she comes home for a weekend and I get to hug her close. 

Will is a husband and a father. Wait what?

Yes. It's true. As much as it baffles me that Will is a dad, I thrill to watch him with his daughter. Will and Morgan live close by and are doing a great job of parenting. They may not know it but they are stuck with me. I talk about moving home to Ontario but the truth is I don't think I'll ever be able to live more than an 1/2 hour away from baby girl and now baby boy Johnston is on his way. I so love grandbabies! 

I mean. Seriously?

Those are our highlights. Quick and easy. 

There's more change of course there's always more, but let's unpack a little bit at a time.  Life is supposed to change isn't it? I'm not certain I'm down with all the change age is bringing, but I suppose, if you zoom out, look at life from a big picture type angle, change is the story. Is our reaction to change what makes the story a good one or a not so good one? Every book needs more than one chapter. Can you imagine reading a book without turning a page?  

And so we do. We turn the page, we get to the end of a chapter, and everyday we wake up right smack dab in the middle of our story. I tell myself that some day I want to write a book where at the end of the story, the reader clutches the book to her chest, and with tears in her eyes proclaims, "that was such a great story!" 

Some day? Maybe. I'm fairly lazy so I'm not sure I'll ever write a book but I'm certain I'm living a story right now. I think the people I spent time with today are all a part of it. Maybe we need to stop, zoom out, zoom back in, look each other in the eye and say it out loud.

This is a great story.