On a night like tonight, surely all the world must be at peace. Nothing spectacular occurred, but yet I'm sitting here in front of my computer, listening to bedtime preparations and feeling that I'm somehow me again. At this moment, I could welcome almost anything with a smile and a sense of rightness.
I have been very nostalgic the past few days. It's amazing how many old friends jumped out from behind forgotten memories as I cut through the Centennial parking lot yesterday. Such remembrances are usually accompanied by a pang of loss, but this time, they were kinder. (The following is a list of things I want to record before they are gone. Feel free to skip to the next section. Hehe.)
The tears of a freshman as I bid my family and Shawn goodbye for the first time
Laborious trips laden with groceries after having parked on the end farthest from Parkhurst
Walking to meet friends on a damp evening and reading license plates as if they were words (hehe)
Trekking across the lot to concerts with the nerd herd
Riding to Bible Study in the jeep
Car trouble - being rescued by Amy...an individual who has been there more times than I could ever have imagined
Flat tire before Spring Break
Loading the car with five people and three sets of luggage (not to mention three pillows) to meet the Disney bus
Late-night rambles and unearthly noises on cool spring evenings
Closeness
Walking back across the parking lot, early in the morning on my last day of freshman year...so changed...
Leaving...
It's a bunch of randomness that wouldn't make sense or mean anything to anyone else, but they are tiny sentimental pieces to a much larger puzzle. Before yesterday, I never realized how so many small, insignificant things become the very composition of our lives. If I can come up with that many memories involving a stupid parking lot...wow. It really makes me stop and savor each and everything for what it is worth. Make the most of every moment…they are the memories that will be waiting around the next corner.
I love you all so very much. Thank you for the little things.
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