Saturday, March 13, 2010

This picture was taken August 30th, 1997. I was 22 years old, my son was 17 days old, and to say I was young, confused, happy and scared would be an understatement of epic proportions. I had graduated from college with a degree in English Education just a few months earlier, and I had just gotten a job to teach at a junior high in Maryland, but all I could think about was my son, and how I would provide for him. As I write this email, he is on his way to me via train, and I know one day glorious day, he will get his grubby little hands on my corrupt and immature blog, and I sincerely hope that he lands on this entry first. I can't wait to see him today.


scout said...

Aww, that's a sweet picture. You were so skinny, lol

Sab D said...

The picture says it all ... Here's to your finisher/ closer status - I'm praying that it comes true for you