Delayed Dreams

18. The amount of years since I started college. 18. The age of many of the students I see wandering around. 18. The amount of months Max is this week. It boggles my mind. Where did all that time go? College seems like a lifetime ago & yesterday all at once. I LOVED my college years & love the friends I made even more. But I always wanted to live in a college town with big old buildings & sports teams & chaos of college. As I walked around with Max this week I had to smile that sometimes dreams are delayed. I can enjoy my hilarious little boy, the old buildings, the chaos & even the huge stadium (that is actually the rugby stadium for the area :: yet another thing that makes this rugby girl smile). Yet I have no homework. Who would have thought 18 years later I would be enjoying two dreams?!? Delayed dreams coming true are such good reminders to hang onto hope because without hope life can be dark & boring. I'm guilty of whining, crying & giving up hope constantly. I love watching God's goodness even when you don't deserve it. Pictures are coming soon...