Personal: September 2004 Archives

(photo by Dennis)

Write what you know. I know I've been teasing Dennis a lot for turning 30. Thirty doesn't have the magical energy-sucking powers of say 40 or 50, but it is a peculiar milestone for the simple fact it's an age I never quite planned for me. In fact, I realize that I never much saw past 26 or 27. And so it boggles my mind to call my grandmother and wish her a happy birthday (a week late) and realize that she is more than three times my age. What boggles my mind even more is that every day my grandparents drive to and from a nearby assisted living facility to visit my grandmother's sister. It is an act of love. They are old, the sister is rather cranky, but they go every day, even when they don't want to. Pretty amazing stuff. And to think, I'm inwardly cringing at the task of writing wedding thank-you notes, which I have yet to start.