This past week was extremely busy at our house. Trisha picked up an extra shift, Lexi and I had school on Saturday (the second of four due to snow make-up), Cami and Griffin had soccer practice, an art show at their pre-school, and their first soccer game. We were all worn out by Saturday night. Griffin scored a goal in his first game this year, which is half as much as he scored all last season. Cami did well in her first ever game, as well.
My favorite part of the week was Thursday night. My old friend and former roommate, Randy Ohler, was in town and came over to visit. It was a fun evening of rehashing old times and catching up on what's been going on in our lives recently. The kids treated Randy like a rock star, and made name tags for themselves so he would be sure and know their names. It was fun watching him tease them and play with them; he made several funny comments to Lexi, and when she didn't get them, she just kept right on talking like he hadn't said anything. I really enjoyed getting the chance to visit with him; it's been way too long since we've been in the same room together, and our communication has been infrequent. I hope to do a better job of that going forward. At the end of the night, Trisha made the comment that getting together with college roommates, no matter how often you've been able to get together, is very comforting or comfortable (those might not be the exact words she used, though). What she meant is that those people were with us during a formative time in our lives, and they know us for who we are, warts and all. And if they are still our friends in spite of all that, then they are someone we can count on for true friendship and love. I totally agree. There's something about the friendships that form during college (late nights, road trips, study sessions, early morning workouts, personal highs and lows, and relationship woes and successes), that is hard to create later on in life.
Thanks for stopping by Randy. I miss hang out with you all the time.
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