Perspective
The fair started up tonight. Officially fall. For me, it is a little more than that. It is a mile marker. The first fair after Ivey was born I couldn't help but wonder how we would ever get her there-let alone, enjoy it. The second time around (last year) she was at the fair– loving it. Today as we drove home and passed the fairgrounds the conversation centered on 1) another year has passed 2) we can't wait to take the boys and Ivey. I guess it all comes down to perspective. P.e.r.s.p.e.c.t.i.v.e. Once upon a time there was life before Ivey. A different time, a different person. I admit – Ivey has changed me. She put my life into perspective - quickly. At times it is refreshing, other times it is harsh reality, but most of the time she pulls us back to what is really important in life. Every year the first night of the fair holds the exhibitions of the local cheerleading squads. At one point, I was fortunate to be a coach of one of those squads. Lots of work. Hectic practices...