Have you ever sat back and compared your adult impressions of someone with your childhood memories, only to find out that they're so different from the person you remember them being that you wonder if the image you've held onto all those years actually meant anything at all? It's easy to forget how much we change over the years-how the events of our lives shape us into the people we're going to be, and how the things we clung to don't mean so much to us anymore. How the people we always thought we'd be bend and shade and fade to grey as the years go by.
Anyway, sentimentality aside, I'm on my way to my nephew's school play tonight. It promises to be interesting-Kolby REALLY doesn't want to do it, so it should be an experience! Everyone keep their fingers crossed!