A Memory In The Making
I will be the first to admit that David works entirely too hard. He does it for several reasons. One, because there are things that need to be done. But, also, its how he was raised. His dad is the same way. So, he usually works 7 days a week, just because he can. One of those things we have had to adjust to over the years, but after 25 years, I’m OK with it. So. When he does something like he did yesterday, I am happy. He attended his 30 year class reunion. And he was there All. Day. He left at 10:30, and it was almost 10:00 last night before he got home. He did stop by the house mid-afternoon, saying that it had been moved from the restraunt they were at to the house of the gal who headed this up. He left our camera home at this point. And while he was gone last night, I uploaded all the pictures and did a montage of them for them. I called him to get an email address, and sent my “works” over. I can only imagine what all they talked about yesterday. Yesterday was about remembering old memories, and yet, it was its own memory maker. I know there are a few of them that will remember yesterday as a special day. They set the next reunion 5 years from now. They are all approaching 50, and are afraid if they wait 10 years, part of them won’t be with us anymore. Even though he works wayyy to hard, I’m glad he does understand the importance of moments and days like these, and he embraces them.
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