Happy 24th, Older Daughter

Older Daughter doesn't read this, of course.

The family doesn't know about this blog.

So this doesn't substitute for a phone call later. Or something.

But, this morning, as Long Suffering Spouse were getting ready to leave the house, we were reminiscing about this day 24 years ago. We each remember different details, of course. I have my favorites; she has hers... but we agree on what happened when and who was involved. That doesn't always happen when married couples discuss significant events in their lives. (You may now have the song, "I Remember It Well," playing in your head.)

"I remember being 24," Long Suffering Spouse said at one point.

"So do I," I said.

"It doesn't seem that long ago," she said. And paused. "But there's so many people who were here then, and aren't here now."

Another long pause.

Who knows what the next 24 years will bring?