Once Upon a Date
August 2, 2022
Nineteen year old me was crazy with excitement at 10pm at a bowling alley until 1am, (cosmic bowling in 2002) but my dad looked like he’d been shot with bright headlights in the dead of a new moon night. Now, though – I understand the insane shock that caused my parents not to jump with joy when I showed off my ring and announced I was engaged. Total and complete shock. At 10pm after a long day at work, hearing the same news from one of my kids overloaded my tired brain; I bet I looked like they’d shone ultra-blue headlights in my face on a new moon night!
Now I’m praying I can be a godly mentor for my daughters (all of them, but especially Christina at this moment) and my son. I am so super thankful for those I consider mentors I’ve learned from in my life. Sometimes they were longtime friends, my moms (one God gave me at birth, the other God gifted me when I married Louis), and some were in my life for a few days, one meeting, or a season.
I’m listening to Christina with her planning (wedding once she has her masters in 2025) and discussing life plans for the future, and I’m smiling because I remember me twenty years ago and “We’ve Only Just Begun” by The Carpenters was filling my brain on repeat.
Really odd little tidbit? I was engaged on July 20, 2002 & Christina’s engagement date was “Anastasia’s birthday” but 1am – aka July 20, 2022. And time? Cosmic bowling ended at 1am on really July 21… I don’t do coincidence (haha).
Thank you for reading!
Type at you later,
~Nancy Tart